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 his eyes were

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

a beautiful woman

rubbed his eyes. Was he

"Did you buy a

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

human? She was

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

so I sold her! Someone paid me to watch her for a few days. I had thought I could have some fun. What a pity!" the old man sat down on the chair and

recalled the days

buy her?" Sylvia caught the

hell are you anyway?"

purse and threw

lit up and he immediately

"Yes!"

"Then, answer my questions.”

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.

sized Sylvia up, "You look like

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

in her mind, which was, her mother

She didn't die!

“Mom, where are you?"

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

her

lie to you. I really couldn't remember!"

best, Sylvia didn't say

the old man

her mother survived, where was her sister? Sylvia frowned

her purse and gave them to

course!" The old man was

the time Sylvia drove back to the city. Her face was very pale, but her

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