After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 51

When helping them, Jasper got tired as well. After helping Sylvia and Franklin lie on the bed, he dragged Logan into another guest room.

After everything ended, Jasper felt exhausted. He lay on the sofa in the living room and fell asleep.

Fortunately, there was a small blanket on the sofa, so he made do with it.

While Franklin was sleeping soundly, Sylvia suffered too much as she couldn't move at all.

Franklin restrained her in his arms tightly.

When she woke up a few hours later, she felt that all her bones seemed dissembled.

Her throat was dried.

"If you keep moving, I can't guarantee what I'll do to you."

A husky voice suddenly sounded in her ear.

'Is Franklin awake?'

Sylvia breathed a sigh of relief. "Are you awake?"

Franklin had a sound sleep after staying up for two days. Now, he looked spirited.

He enjoyed the moment when he woke up and saw Sylvia.

"Let go of me!" Sylvia glared at him. "I'm almost..."

Before she finished speaking, he sealed her lips with a kiss.

The temperature in the room rose rapidly.

'Damn it!'

Holding the familiar figure, Franklin was immersed when their breath intertwined.

Sylvia blushed, and the virus inside her body took effect again.

Franklin had to admit that she had different sides. Sometimes, she was aggressive, sometimes as cold as an iceberg, and occasionally enchanting and sexy, just like now.

Her mystery made him fall for her.

'If I had known she was such a woman, I wouldn't have...'

Franklin shook his head vigorously, shocked by his thoughts.

They had divorced, but he seemed unable to part from Sylvia. He gradually changed and couldn't understand himself.

Franklin believed that it must be because of the mania.

The scene in his sight had fully occupied his mind. Shaking off his thoughts, he decided to do something more meaningful.

The next second, he stripped them both and positioned himself above her. He wanted to take her so that she would stop hitting on other men. He wanted to punish her with his passion so that she would fear other men.

Franklin squeezed her tightly, and Sylvia couldn't move at all. She even found it difficult to breathe.

When she woke up, it was bright outside.

The pleasant experience in the early morning had soothed Franklin's irritation.

He woke up earlier than Sylvia. Noticing her movement in his arms, he asked, "Are you awake?"

Sylvia looked up at him, her mood not as good as his.

No woman would feel pleased seeing her ex-husband as soon as she woke up in the morning.

She had an indescribable feeling right then.

She urged herself to control her virus as she couldn't bear it any longer.

Why would she have divorced him if this kind of thing kept going on?

As long as she was by Franklin's side, she wouldn't be able to get her freedom all her life.

She had been fed up with the marriage without love in the past four years.

"I have an operation today. Move. I'm getting up," Sylvia said impatiently.

Franklin's good mood was ruined. He could tell she was unhappy.

Hence, he moved obediently.

Ten minutes later, Franklin pulled the door of the guestroom open.

Meanwhile, the door of the other guestroom was opened as well.

The two men walked out in unison.

With messy hair, Logan gaped at Franklin. He rubbed his eyes, looking puzzled. "How could I see Franklin Maskelyne, that bastard?"

He still looked confused, not yet sobered up.

He wondered what had happened. Once he opened the door, he saw Franklin, who wasn't supposed to appear in the house.

Logan's mind was blank.