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.

She took the

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He squinted; his eyes were as black as

his eyes showed a hint of alienation,

was drinking water, her stomach ached. A warm

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

saying through gritted teeth, "What are you doing?" Sylvia

and was gushing out with

down if she didn't go to the bathroom right now. Sylvia struggled to free herself and

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

with his tongue, chuckling.

clenched her teeth. It was no doubt that her pants had been wet through. She

uncomfortable, so she

up and down. When she turned her head and stared at him, Franklin lowered his head and clamped her jade-like earlobe in his mouth precisely,

flee from me!" said his

was a bit

from her delicate

"Franklin! Let me go, please. My period

eyebrows coldly. "Don't trick

was

because she just recovered from the pain caused

controlled her urge to kick him off and nodded,

paler face and her acting impatiently, then

liberated and quickly rushed into the bathroom, slamming

sank into

he saw the obtrusive crimson

it. He changed

kept some sanitary napkins in it. Others were

she had no idea if he

two bags, she sighed with

tinged by the blood.

her eyes for a

out of the bathroom and saw that Franklin was bending

though he was changing a sheet, it was as elegant as vogue

a camera, it would be an advertisement

definitely be

man was handsome to the

not in the mood to enjoy it. She found the sheet put aside on the ground

the cold voice of the man

wash it,"

Franklin made the bed.

her with his long and powerful legs and snatched the sheet in her hands, saying, "You are not allowed to touch cold

felt confused due to his reactions but said, "I'm gonna put it into the washing machine with a piece of

she was about to wash it by

felt astonished to see that he grabbed the sheet, opened the door, and walked into the washroom

he going to

Sylvia followed him curiously.

Jesus!

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