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.

took the cup

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

showed a hint of alienation, making

water, her stomach ached. A warm flow gushed. Gosh, her period started early

cup and got out of the bed subconsciously. However, Franklin put her back with his long-fingered and powerful palms on her

gritted teeth, "What are you doing?" Sylvia was angry and impatient,

her pajamas and was gushing out with

now. Sylvia struggled to free herself

face was

with his tongue, chuckling. She had fled so many

It was no doubt that her pants had been wet

and more uncomfortable, so she struggled to move towards the bathroom without

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

me!"

complexion was a bit

from her delicate and

really unwell and said, "Franklin! Let me go, please. My

raised his eyebrows coldly.

voice was low

so weak because she just recovered from

urge to kick him

paler face and her acting

got liberated and quickly rushed into the bathroom,

sank into

the next second, he saw the obtrusive crimson

He changed it just

always kept some sanitary napkins in it. Others were placed in

no idea if he

Sylvia saw there were two bags, she sighed with

blood. The

closed her eyes for a

she came out of the bathroom and saw that Franklin was bending to tidy up

was tall and handsome. Even though he was changing a sheet,

a camera, it would be

freeze-frame would definitely be the cover

man was handsome to the

sheet put aside on the

down," said the cold voice of

wash it," said

Franklin made the bed.

sheet

due to his reactions but said, "I'm gonna put it into the

was about to

next second, she felt astonished to see that he grabbed the sheet, opened the door, and walked into the

was he

Sylvia followed him curiously.

Jesus!

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