After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 202

After walking for about 10 minutes, Sylvia saw a shabby cabin.

The door was opened and the light was off inside.

She stood at the door and knocked on it. “Is there anyone home?"

No one answered.

She waited for a while with a frown and there was still no response. She took out her phone and walked into the house with the flashlight on her phone on.

She found the switch and turned on the light.

It was dim still, but she could finally see the house.

It was simply decorated.

Under the light was a table with two chairs beside it. There was a bed by the wall and a box by the bed.

Then, there was nothing more.

She glanced around the room and imagined how her mother had lived here.

She felt heartbroken.

This was not a place for humans to live in.

She was in a trance when footsteps came from the door.

"Who's in my house?"

A man's voice sounded from the yard.

Sylvia looked back and saw a stinky old man walking over.

The man was wearing black clothes. It was worn. His hair was messy and slightly gray. He looked in his fifties.

wrinkles on his face and

bottle. Sylvia could smell the cheap wine. Sylvia stared at him and said after a while,

old man didn't expect such a beautiful woman

his eyes. Was he dreaming?

"Did you buy

to her and tilted his head. After looking at her up and down, he said, "She's my wife and

was just human? She

she now? Who did you sell her to?" Sylvia asked in a

gentle, but she was a tough lady. She didn't let me fuck her, so I sold her! Someone paid me to watch her for a few days. I had thought I could have some fun. What

the days when

her?"

hell are you anyway?"

her purse and threw them at

old man's eyes lit up and he immediately counted

"Yes!"

"Then, answer my questions.”

me to hide the woman in my house for a few days. I told everyone in the village she was the wife I had bought. About half a month later, several men came, gave me some money, and took

then sized Sylvia up,

look like? The man and woman?" Hearing the old man's narrative, Sylvia felt

thought in her mind, which was,

She didn't die!

“Mom, where are you?"

her voice was high-pitched and sharp,” the old man said

gritted her teeth. "Try

to you. I really couldn't remember!" the old man said with a frown, raising his

have tried his best, Sylvia didn't say anything more and asked, "Had you seen

the old man

sister?

and gave them to

The old

early morning by the time Sylvia drove back to the city. Her face

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