After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 194

The moment the man stretched his hand to her, she felt the pain ease a lot.

She was stunned and looked at the man.

The virus was strange. It loved rare blood and normal types of blood had no way to calm it down.

And Franklin had Rh-negative blood. That was one of the reasons why Sylvia chose to get married to him.

The virus was fond of getting close to Franklin. It liked his blood.

Did the masked man have Rh-negative blood?

Sylvia bit her lip hard, trying to refuse the sense of relief caused by his touch.

She was bound to overcome it.

She couldn't give in!

Although she had divorced Franklin, she wasn't willing to have sex with others except him.

No way!

The masked man looked at her bloodthirstily and arrogantly, his lips rising slightly, and said, "How tough you are!"

Sylvia didn't reply.

The rain was getting heavier.

She still stood there stiffly, like a sculpture.

A Bentley was out of the garage slowly.

"Master, it's Miss Andrews!" Jasper said quietly.

In the car, Franklin looked out of the window.

He closed his eyes, with his mind blank for a few seconds.

He clenched his fists and tried to repress his emotions.

Sylvia and a man were looking at each other in the heavy rain. The streetlight was shone on them.

Two seconds later, the man touched her face.

She stayed still.

Franklin quivered, overwhelmed by rage and pain.

'Sylvia! I asked for it! You never lack suitors. You can even flirt with a man in such a moment.'

Franklin felt so disappointed, like being drowned in an icy lake.

The rain was still heavy. Sylvia rubbed her hands, her thick and long eyelashes fluttering. On the back of her fair hands, there were veins bulged.

The virus was quieting down. She slapped his hand away and said angrily, "Don't touch me!"

"How fierce!" said the man, with darkness and covetousness shown on his face, "One day, you will kneel down in tears in front of me."

His possessiveness for her was undisguised.

His words were so disgusting that Sylvia almost threw up.

"Never!" said Sylvia.

"Whoa. I will see." The man saw Franklin get off from the Bentley not far away.

He squinted at Franklin maliciously.

"Can't wait to meet your beau, uh? You just leave my house." Franklin's eyes fell on Sylvia and then on the masked man frigidly.

It was so strange that the masked man seemed familiar to him.

A tinge of surprise flashed in Franklin's mind.

"Your ex is here. He cares about you!" The man smiled, throwing a provocative glance at Franklin, and left.

As he got away, Sylvia was in full relief.

She loosened her fists, but the suffocating pain attacked her again.

Sylvia saw Franklin come to her from the dark in the misty rain.

Franklin stared at her pale face. He raised his hands to touch his temples which were beating and ached.