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.

his face and

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

old man didn't expect such a beautiful woman to appear in his

and rubbed his eyes. Was he dreaming? "Are you a fairy? Did God send

"Did you buy

looking at her up and down, he said, "She's my wife and she ran away from me years ago. Why ask about

just human? She was

sell her to?" Sylvia asked in a

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

days

you didn't buy her?" Sylvia caught

you? Who the hell are you

her purse

lit up and

"Yes!"

"Then, answer my questions.”

and I was young. When I was haunting, I ran into a man and a 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

Sylvia up, "You

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

thought in her mind, which was, her mother might

She didn't die!

“Mom, where are you?"

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

her

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

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

old man

her mother survived, where was her sister?

out several more bills from her purse and gave them

The old man

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