Franklin didn't know where to press, but the window changed color. It was all dark inside and outside, and even the windshield in front of it had changed color.
"Don't worry now." Franklin said in a hoarse voice.
Emily pulled her clothes back. Although both of them had been married for so long, she didn't want to do anything today. She wasn't interested at all.
But there was only so much space in the car, so where could she go?
Franklin grabbed her leg and sneered, "Did you get a full body care?"
Emily shook her leg in anger and said angrily, "Let go of me. I want to divorce you. Franklin, did you hear me? I want to divorce you. I want to divorce you. You can't do this to me."
"Why can't I do this to you? We're not divorced yet," Franklin said.
"That won't do either. If you dare to do this to me, I'll sue you," cried Emily.
Franklin lowered his eyes and said gloomily, "Then sue me!"
Then he pounced on her.
Emily could not help but tremble. Franklin's expression and eyes were so horrible that she could not help but tremble.
I've known him for so long, but I've never seen him show such a terrible expression. It was not as violent as Andrew’s, but rather heavy, and made her heart palpitate.
...
Jason turned his back to the car, smoked two cigarettes and was a little late for his cell phone before the noise on the other side of the car subsided.
Franklin opened the window and said to him coldly, "Drive!"
Jason immediately got up, his legs numb from squatting. He stumbled when he got up, but he quickly got back to the car and started the car.
Jason drove without a change of face. After asking where he was going, he focused on driving there.
Franklin took out a small blanket and wrapped it around Emily. He hugged her and slept with her in his arms, as if he were holding a child.
Moreover, with her eyes closed, she slept in peace, or fainted. Angry, angry, and tortured, it would be strange not to faint.
So after she passed out, she didn't know where Franklin had taken her. Her phone kept ringing. It was Andrew and Joyce.
Joyce called Franklin and said that he took Emily out to play, so she was in trouble with the store.
How dare Joyce say no? He quickly smiled and said, "You guys have fun. It's okay. There's nothing in the store anyway. Don't worry."
Hanging up on the phone was quite happy for Emily, who was sick, and Franklin was still loyal to her. I don't know if Franklin knows, but if he doesn't, he should have fun and let Emily enjoy the last warm moment.
After Joyce made the call, Andrew called again. He called a few times before, but the two of them didn't pick up the phone while they were struggling.
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