After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

At the entrance of Pearlhall Villa, Franklin waited for Sylvia all day. He asked his men to keep a close eye on all the vehicles passing by. But Sylvia didn't come back.

He had been guarding here since last night. Pearlhall Villa was empty. There weren't even any bodyguards.

Franklin got upset.

He sat in the Bentley, looking out the window at the heavy rain.

His eyes were full of disappointment. His chiseled face was sharp, "Go find where she is."

"Sylvia, no matter where you are hiding, even if you are at the ends of the earth, I will find you."

After informing the subordinates, Jasper asked, "Mr. Maskelyne, shall we go back now?"

They'd been here for a day and a night. Franklin hadn't even had a drop of water.

Even if he was worried about Sylvia, he shouldn't torture himself like this.

Franklin frowned, his handsome face darkening, “Let's go back to Townyer Villa."

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The black Bentley made a U-turn.

Just then, dozens of luxury cars stopped in front of Pearlhall Villa. A tall man stepped down from the white Land Rover in the lead, holding a woman in his arms. The woman was holding his neck tightly with both hands.

Franklin took a deep breath and pursed his lips.

He stared coldly at the man and woman.

another man to hold her

Damn it!

Mark hugged Sylvia who had passed out on the

out after stepping out of

Jenna in person even though she was in such poor health. She

him. Franklin stared sharply at Sylvia in Mark's arms. His handsome jaw was tense. He said in a cold voice, "Only I can hold

he stretched out his arms and

at his empty arms. It took him a while to come back to his senses. "Mr. Maskelyne?

suddenly she felt

absorb more heat. She

man's broad and firm chest, as well as his

was so

into a

looked at her delicate face.

said with an extremely intimidating voice,

Franklin's perceptive gaze, Mark failed

true." Mark's reaction

Sylvia

shoulders and hair were soaked by the heavy rain, the hair of the

the big soft bed, and stared at her with

woman's hand wearing

her palm made him

the black mark had spread to the top of her arm.

He couldn't imagine how much pain Sylvia

rolled down her sleeves and put the gloves back

the bathroom

bed and held her