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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squinted; his

corner of his eyes showed a hint of alienation, making others fail to stop themselves to be

ached. A warm flow gushed. Gosh, her period

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

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

gradually dampened her pajamas and was gushing out with a sense

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

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

tongue, chuckling.

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

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

don't flee from me!" said his dangerous

was a

exuded from her delicate and beautiful

and said, "Franklin! Let me go,

his eyebrows coldly.

was low

recovered from the pain caused

her urge to kick him off and nodded,

and her acting

rushed into

sank into

he saw the obtrusive crimson on the

changed it

sanitary napkins

she had no idea if he had

two

blood. The bed must be tinged.

eyes for a

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

handsome. Even though he was changing a sheet,

would be

freeze-frame would definitely be the cover

was handsome

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

down," said the cold voice of the

will wash it," said

Franklin made the bed.

with his long and powerful legs and snatched the sheet

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

she was about to wash it

see that he grabbed the sheet, opened

he going

Sylvia followed him curiously.

Jesus!

was scrubbing the dyed part hard