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 eyes

Sylvia stared at him

such a beautiful woman to appear in his

was stunned for a while and rubbed his eyes. Was he dreaming?

"Did you buy

close to her and tilted his head. After looking at her up and down,

was just human? She was

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

watch her for a few days. I had thought I could have some fun. What

days

didn't buy her?" Sylvia

hell are you anyway?" The old man glanced

her purse and threw

old man's eyes lit up and he immediately counted the

"Yes!"

"Then, answer my questions.”

woman. They kidnapped a 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 money, and took the woman away. They told me not

sized Sylvia up, "You

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

in her mind, which was, her mother might still

She didn't die!

“Mom, where are you?"

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

her teeth. "Try

and I wouldn't lie to you. I really couldn't remember!" the old man said with a frown,

say anything more and asked, "Had you seen

the old man

was her sister?

her purse and gave them to the old man. "Keep

The old man

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