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

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angular, carved face. He squinted; his eyes

hint of alienation, making

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 on

to her. His voice was in an intimidating tone, saying through gritted teeth, "What are you doing?" Sylvia was

her pajamas and was gushing out with a sense

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

face was

front teeth with his tongue, chuckling. She had fled

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

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

turned her head and stared at him, Franklin lowered his head and clamped her jade-like earlobe in his mouth precisely, his

don't flee from me!"

was a

exuded from her

and said, "Franklin!

his eyebrows coldly.

voice was low and

weak because she just recovered from the pain caused

to kick him off and nodded, "Let

her paler face and her acting impatiently, then he finally raised

rushed

into

the next second, he saw

it. He changed

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

if he had thrown

there were two bags, she sighed

pajamas were tinged by the blood. The

closed her eyes for

of the bathroom and saw that Franklin was

he was changing a sheet,

was a camera, it would be an advertisement shooting set

definitely be

handsome to the

in the mood to enjoy it. She found the sheet put

cold

it," said

Franklin made the bed.

the sheet in her hands, saying, "You are not allowed

"I'm gonna put it

never said she was about to wash it

grabbed the sheet, opened

was he going

Sylvia followed him curiously.

Jesus!

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