After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 59

Pressing her lips together, Sylvia glared at Franklin angrily.

Seeing the angry flames in her eyes, Franklin frowned and dragged her hand down from her cheek, although his cheek hurt.

Then he saw the clear bite mark on her fair skin, his eyes glittering.

A faint smile touched his lips. The heartless woman had dumped her wedding ring, and he punished her. He wondered what she would do next.

"What do you want? You psycho!"

Sylvia blew up. The lived expression made her more charming.

The next second, she hit Franklin.

"Freeze!" Franklin growled, seized her hands, and raised them above her head.

Sylvia was always proud of her fighting skills, but surprisingly, she couldn't win against him.

Seething with rage, she raised her head and met his eyes which were dark with unfathomable emotions.

They glimmered with aggressiveness and a crazy desire for possession.

However, she also sensed something else in them but couldn't understand.

She looked away, her eyes filled with resignation and irritation.

Since she had stopped struggling, for the time being, Franklin was satisfied.

The irritation that had bothered him in the recent few days finally eased slightly.

He felt like winning against her finally.

"What the heck do you want?" Sylvia glared at him on alert, wondering if he would bite her neck.

He glared at her in warning, pinching her chin to stop her from moving around. His gaze fell on her fair neck, where blue veins were faintly shown.

Sylvia struggled desperately. "Let go of me, you lunatic!"

A while later, she peered out of the window wordlessly. The pain on her neck reminded her of how violent Franklin was just now.

Franklin wasn't only childish, crazy, and irritated, but also a violent maniac.

His heated fingers caressed her neck while his gaze was fixed on her.

Arching an eyebrow, Sylvia looked at him up and down, wondering if he had rabies.

"Now you should know how to behave yourself," he drawled.

"Yes, Captain Franklin," Sylvia answered in an even tone.

Franklin could tell she wished to beat him black and blue but repressed her urge, thinking she was indeed adorable.

A faint smile played on his sexy, thin lips. His eyes twinkled.

"Good girl." He let his fingers run through her smooth hair again.

Although his tone was still icy and solemn, Sylvia sensed that his voice was a little bit doting, her eyelids twitching.

Once she raised her head, she met the lunatic's gaze. Irritation seemed to fade off his face, and his expression had eased to joy.

Gazing at his curled lips, Sylvia was shocked.

Since they divorced, Franklin looked irritated, cold, and touchy, like a madman. However, he was smiling at her now.

Sylvia repressed her urge to call him Rabid Dog.

In fact, the smile didn't suit him.

However, she was overjoyed when his cheek rapidly swelled up. After all, she used much strength to hit him earlier.

He had bitten her cheek, and she punched his. They were even.

Jasper was driving obediently in silence. He was thrilled by their fight.

Then he pulled over the car and reminded Franklin, "Excuse me, Mr. Maskelyne. We've arrived."

While in the car, Sylvia focused on Franklin. After getting off, she realized they were not in Pearlhall Villa.

They pulled up to Townyer Villa instead.

'Didn't he say he would give me a ride home?'

The repressed anger rose in her chest again. "Why did you do so, Franklin Maskelyne?"

"It's too late. Townyer Villa is closer to the bar," Franklin answered coldly. "You stayed here for four years. You shouldn't mind staying for one more night."

Sylvia looked sullen.

"Don't you want to stay here?" Franklin patted her cheek, gazing at her with a frown.

He studied her expression carefully.