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..."

waist. This man always had those lecherous thoughts

military boots, with camo pants

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

hunting and you make me walk this far? Don't ask me to do something so exhausting next time." Sylvia was

could walk for long periods

down in front of Sylvia. "Come

back and felt

training on the

security she used to feel

her master left without any trace or explanation as

Come up!" Franklin urged after waiting for some

together at great speed with Franklin's long legs carrying them both effortlessly along their

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

carefully placing documents onto his desk before backing away

coldly then began flipping through pages while sipping wine until reaching one page that made him narrow his eyes slightly with rage; tossing aside his glass which shattered

red liquid spilled all

the documents in his

marrying another man for four years. It

a dense forest, tall trees grew together, covering the sky and shaking their leaves with green light. It was like a green sea of emerald color that dazzled one's eyes and made their heart itch. As if an artist had spilled all of the intense green oil paint on top

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

water from his backpack to replenish their energy. Sylvia ate some beef jerky and dried fish while taking a few sips of

before getting off the car so no snakes or

on a hillside when

that they had already walked very far away - at least three hills behind

really far

"There are more prey

nearby when suddenly Franklin gently kissed her lips. "The scenery is beautiful here; why don't

"Get lost! I'm not going to

saw a wild chicken appear in front of

smiled happily knowing how

up that wild chicken which wasn't completely dead yet - blood flowing from where he shot - making him look handsome beyond measure: "My wife is amazing;

faint smell of blood in the air

followed by more preys appearing before

reason they had come all this way was obvious - Franklin knew there was prey here, and the animals looked plump and well-fed,