After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

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.

were wrinkles on his face and his

smell the cheap wine. Sylvia stared at him and

old man didn't expect such a beautiful woman to

a while and rubbed his eyes. Was he dreaming? "Are you a fairy?

Sylvia said coldly, "Did you buy a woman thirteen years

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

she was just human? She

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

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 a

recalled the days

you didn't buy her?" Sylvia caught

hell are you anyway?" The old man glanced at

hundred-dollar bills from her purse and threw them at

old man's eyes lit up and he immediately counted

"Yes!"

"Then, answer my questions.”

and it seemed they were afraid someone might catch them. They gave me some money and asked 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 the woman away. They told me not

then sized Sylvia up, "You look like

man and woman?" Hearing the old man's narrative, Sylvia

thought in her mind, which was,

She didn't die!

“Mom, where are you?"

remember that her voice was high-pitched and sharp,” the old man said as he tried to recall it. "I had only met

gritted her teeth. "Try

really couldn't

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

the old man

her sister? Sylvia frowned and couldn't

took out several more bills from her purse and gave them

The old man

by the time Sylvia drove back to the