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

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He squinted; his eyes were as black

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

drinking water, her stomach ached. A warm flow gushed. Gosh,

the cup and got out of the bed subconsciously. However, Franklin put 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 fluid was getting

her pajamas and was gushing out with a sense

break down if she didn't go to the bathroom right now. Sylvia

Franklin fixed his gaze on Sylvia. Her face was a bit

his tongue, chuckling. She had fled so

that her pants had been wet through. She shouted, "Franklin!

so she struggled

the apple of his throat move 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, his nose rubbing her

from me!"

complexion was a

her delicate and

really unwell and said, "Franklin!

his eyebrows coldly.

voice was low and

because she just recovered from the pain

her urge to kick him off and nodded,

and her acting impatiently, then

quickly rushed into

sank into

saw the obtrusive crimson on

it. He changed it just

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

had no idea if he had

two bags, she

by the blood. The bed must be tinged. Franklin!

her eyes for

while later, she came out of the bathroom and saw that Franklin

was changing a sheet, it was as

it would

definitely be the

handsome

put aside on the ground

the cold voice of

wash it," said

Franklin made the bed.

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

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

about to wash it by

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

was he going to

Sylvia followed him curiously.

Jesus!

scrubbing the dyed part hard