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.

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 have

didn't expect such a beautiful

Was he dreaming? "Are you a

"Did you buy a woman

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

she was just human? She

sell her to?" Sylvia asked in 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 a pity!" the old man sat down on

recalled the days

buy her?"

hell are you anyway?" The old man glanced at

hundred-dollar bills from her purse and threw them at him. "Are

lit up and he immediately counted the

"Yes!"

"Then, answer my questions.”

beautiful woman 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

then sized Sylvia up, "You look like

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

her mind, which

She didn't die!

“Mom, where are you?"

decent. And the woman... she looked average. But I 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

taken your money and I wouldn't lie to you. I really couldn't remember!" the old man

to have tried his best, Sylvia didn't say anything more and asked,

the old

where was her sister? Sylvia frowned and

from her purse and gave them to the

The old

was already early morning by the time Sylvia drove back to the city. Her face was very pale, but her mind was