After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Franklin interrupted him again, "I know, but I will try."

Then Franklin hung up the phone.

He stood on the balcony, looking at Sylvia, who was sleeping tranquilly on the bed, through the glass door. His expression was deep and quiet. He gazed at her in silence. After a long while, he took an imported cigar from a humidor and pressed the button of his silver lighter.

Blue flame spurted out.

At this moment, Sylvia woke up and saw his beautiful face clearly.

It was as perfect as being created by the God, pretty but masculine. His eyes were glittering but freezing, like a devil, strong and aloof. Franklin took a snuff. The smoke shrouded him.

Sylvia looked around and found it was the bedroom where she lived four years ago.

Was she taken here by Franklin?

She gradually got her memory back.

The formidable masked man and the jealous Franklin flashed through her mind.

She felt a bit headache.

But her body was in a good condition, but a bit sore which reminded her of what happened before.

Did she have sex with Franklin again?

It was obvious.

However, why was he so sullen?

Sylvia sat up. She wanted to say something but failed because her throat was dry and uncomfortable.

She frowned slightly and found there was a cup of water on the nightstand.

She snatched it up and swallowed the water.

The flow went through her dry throat which was suddenly moistened. After drinking it up, Sylvia put down the cup. Meanwhile, Franklin stubbed out the cigar and opened the glass door, walking in and looking down on her.

There was a faint smell of tobacco around the man.

During their marriage, he never smoked in front of Sylvia.

It was the first time.

When she was a bit confused, the man spoke in an aloof voice, "Another cup?”

Sylvia bit her lower lip and said, "One more."

Then she saw him get another cup of water for her.

He bent, his tobacco-smell breathing reaching Sylvia's forehead and wafting down.

eyelashes fluttered. She took the cup

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angular, carved face. He squinted; his eyes were as black

hint of alienation, making others fail

stomach ached. A warm flow gushed. Gosh, her

period was never regular. She put down the cup and got out of the bed subconsciously. However, Franklin put her back with his long-fingered and

came close to her. His voice was in an intimidating tone, saying through gritted teeth, "What are you doing?" Sylvia was angry and impatient, feeling that the warm

was gushing out with a sense of

would break down if she didn't go to the bathroom right now. Sylvia struggled to free herself and said, "Let go!

fixed his gaze on Sylvia. Her face was a bit pale and

tipped his front teeth with his tongue, chuckling. She had

that her pants had been wet through.

stomach felt more and more uncomfortable, so she struggled to move towards the bathroom

up and down. When she turned her head and stared at him, Franklin lowered

from me!" said his dangerous

complexion was

her

unwell and said, "Franklin! Let me

eyebrows coldly. "Don't trick

was low and

just recovered from the

controlled her urge to kick

and her acting impatiently, then he finally

got liberated and quickly rushed into the bathroom, slamming the

into the

saw

He changed

got divorced, she always kept some sanitary napkins in it.

she had no idea if he had

there were two bags, she

blood. The bed must be tinged. Franklin!

eyes for

saw that Franklin was

Even though he was changing a

a camera, it would be

would definitely be the

man was handsome

enjoy it. She found the sheet put

the cold voice of

wash it,"

Franklin made the bed.

and powerful legs and snatched the sheet in her

his reactions but said, "I'm gonna put it into the washing machine

about

next second, she felt astonished to see that he grabbed the sheet, opened the

was he going to

Sylvia followed him curiously.

Jesus!

was scrubbing the dyed part hard with