After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 798

The car finally drove into a forested area.

The scenery is beautiful, and you can see the city and river in the distance.

Even the bridges over the rivers and the boats on the river can be seen clearly.

Franklin parked the car at the entrance of the forest and then took two hunting rifles off the car.

Sylvia frowned, "Are we going hunting?"

The man kissed her forehead and said, "You're so smart. This is a natural hunting ground where we can hunt and I guarantee you'll have a great time." He knows that Sylvia is a good shooter.

"Are we inside this forest?" Sylvia followed behind him, the mountain road was not easy to walk on, and the forest was very damp with some lingering dew.

Fortunately, she wore sneakers today, which made walking a little easier. If she had worn leather shoes... or high heels, she would have suffered.

Franklin held her hand tightly and they walked forward together.

His fingers occasionally caressed her hand, neither too light nor too heavy, creating a delightful sensation as he touched her.

"After walking for so long, how come we haven't seen any prey?" Sylvia squinted her eyes. The air in this forest was fresh and could be considered a natural oxygen bar.

Tall trees towered all around them, and the sunlight filtered through the leaves, dappling their bodies with a hazy glow.

As the sun rises, the moisture in the forest becomes hot and humid.

Waves of heat rise up from the ground, making it a bit uncomfortable.

Sylvia was wearing a pair of cargo pants with the cuffs tied, and a military green shirt on her upper body. Her thick hair was tied up high in a ponytail, and she was carrying a hunting rifle in her hands. It looks very handsome and imposing.

Sylvia, dressed neatly, exudes a resolute beauty from head to toe.

Franklin slung the hunting rifle over his shoulder and pressed her against the tree trunk behind him, holding her close in his arms as he lowered his head to kiss her.

Sylvia was taken aback for a moment, but quickly realized what was happening. The man didn't let go of her for a while before finally saying, "Honey, you look good in anything you wear."

Franklin murmured softly, his eyes flickering with a hint of mischief. "You're even prettier than wearing a skirt, I really want to..."

This man

man was wearing a pair of military boots, with camo

hand and they continued walking forward, but after a while Sylvia started to

her forehead. "Franklin, are you crazy? I have to go hunting and you make me walk this far? Don't ask me to do something so

could

Sylvia. "Come on up,

broad back and felt her heart

on the mountain. It was freezing

of how much security she used to feel around him -

Sylvia, her master left without any trace or explanation as to where he went

waiting for? Come up!" Franklin urged after waiting

forward together at great speed with Franklin's long legs carrying

Group Tower - infamous red-light district building towering 66 floors high - inside its highest office sat a man around forty years old sipping slowly on red wine while staring blankly ahead with eyes full of bloodthirsty indifference.

placing documents onto his

one page that made him narrow his eyes

spilled

documents in his hand into pieces, throwing them fiercely into

another man for four years. It seems like

the sky and shaking their leaves with green light. It was like a green sea of emerald color that dazzled one's eyes and

it. The sunlight fell on Sylvia's ponytail, giving it a shiny

food and water from his backpack to replenish their energy. Sylvia ate some beef jerky and dried fish

sprayed insect repellent before getting off the car so no snakes or bugs dared to come near them.

were standing on a hillside when Franklin whispered

they had already walked

really

are more

looked around but didn't see any prey nearby when suddenly Franklin gently kissed her lips. "The scenery is

teeth. "Get lost! I'm not going

wild chicken appear in front of her sight then immediately shot it down with

happily knowing how skilled

that wild chicken which wasn't completely dead yet - blood flowing from where he shot - making him look handsome beyond measure:

faint smell of blood in the

another rabbit followed by more preys appearing before

was obvious - Franklin knew there was