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.

face and his

the cheap wine. Sylvia stared at him and said after

didn't expect such a beautiful

Was he dreaming? "Are you

Sylvia said coldly, "Did you

looking at her up and down, he said, "She's my wife and she ran away from

was just human? She was really

you sell her to?" Sylvia asked in

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 he was

didn't buy her?" Sylvia

Who the hell are you anyway?" The old man glanced

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

eyes lit up and he immediately counted the

"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

up, "You look like

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

one thought in her mind, which was, her mother might still be alive

She didn't die!

“Mom, where are you?"

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

I really couldn't remember!" the

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

old

where was her sister? Sylvia frowned and

out several more bills from her purse and gave them to the old man.

course!" The old man was

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

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