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.

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

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

ached. A warm

was never regular. She put down the cup and got out of the

to her. His voice was in an intimidating tone, saying through gritted teeth, "What are you doing?" Sylvia was angry and impatient, feeling that the

pajamas and was gushing out with

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

fixed his gaze on Sylvia. Her face was a bit

teeth with his tongue,

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

more and more uncomfortable, so she struggled to move

the apple of his throat move up and down. When she turned her head and stared

don't flee from me!" said

was a bit

exuded from her delicate and beautiful

"Franklin! Let me go, please.

eyebrows coldly.

was low and

so weak because she just recovered from the pain caused by

urge to kick him off and nodded, "Let

paler face and her acting impatiently, then he finally raised

liberated and quickly rushed into the bathroom, slamming

sank into the soft

the next second, he saw the obtrusive

it. He changed it

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

she had no idea if

there were two bags, she sighed with

tinged by the blood. The bed

her eyes for

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

changing a sheet, it was

was a camera, it would be an

definitely be the cover of

was handsome

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

the cold voice of the man behind

wash it," said

Franklin made the bed.

he walked toward her with his long and powerful legs and snatched the sheet in her hands, saying,

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

was about

next second, she felt astonished to see that he grabbed the sheet,

was he going

Sylvia followed him curiously.

Jesus!

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