After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 150

Darcie had no idea how she’d gotten back to her room.

Her legs were heavy, and the tearing pain in her heart was killing her.

She clenched her fists tightly and tried hard not to cry out loud.

At the moment, she got mixed feelings of jealousy, hatred, sadness and bitterness.

Why! Why Sylvia could be loved and cared about by Franklin?

In the cafeteria, Franklin stared greedily at the stake in Sylvia’s plate.

She cut one piece and put it into her mouth, then she raised her eyes only to look him into his greedy eyes.

“I want that,” he said in a bossy and naive way.

Sylvia knew he had a poor appetite and he was a terribly picky eater. So, she had to give out her stake to him and said, “There you go.”

Franklin began cutting the stake happily, while Sylvia shook her head helplessly.

She was about to bring another stake but Franklin stopped her, “You can have mine.”

His eyes looked dark and deep. He loved the intimate feeling of exchanging food.

He no longer looked cold or distant. Right now, he was like a young boy who was exchanging love tokens with his girl.

Sylvia thought he was abnormally childish.

“Take mine!” Franklin saw her standing still and said in a bossy tone again.

He looked like he would turn over the table if Sylvia dared to turn him down.

Sylvia had no choice but to sit down again, and sighed, “Franklin, I suggest you see the psychologist. You’re sick. You need to see a doctor.”

“I’m fine.” Franklin looked cold and stared at her gloomily, “I can’t fly the plane if I’m sick.”

To be a captain, one must be physically fit and mentally healthy.

Sylvia was too sensitive, so he had to hide the fact that his mania became severe after their divorce.

He didn’t want to scare her away...

“Fine, you’re fine. You aren’t sick, OK?” Sylvia groaned and buried her head to eat the stake.

After dinner, Franklin took her hand and hailed a cab.

“Where are we going?” Sylvia was a little confused.

“You’ll know it later when we get there.”

The cab stopped. Franklin took her out of the cab.

The beautiful lake water was clean and clear with white water lilies scattering around, looking unearthly.

The mountains were winding not far away. The trees were green and thick. Everything looked so nice.

Big and tall magnolia flower trees were surrounding the lake, smelling fresh and fragrant.

But Sylvia could only smell Franklin’s masculine hormone.

He was standing next to her and holding her hand like a majestic king.

He turned to look at her. The fine view and the pretty girl were perfectly matched with each other, which was like a good painting.

Sylvia sensed he was in a good mood, as he was staring at her with a smile.

“Why are you looking at me? Aren’t you out for the beautiful scenery?” Sylvia glanced at him and said.

Franklin opened his arms, leaned over to her and held her into his arms, “Sweetie, as long as you’re with me, you’ll be happy and satisfied, in every way.”

He bit her earlobe lightly and whispered in her ear.

He liked to bite her ears, which got red when he touched them softly, and he couldn’t help getting aroused.

Sylvia felt her heart racing. She tried to push him away but he grabbed her hands, “We’ve got one day and one night left. We can enjoy it.”

They could enjoy being together in the beauty of nature.

His voice sounded intoxicating. It was quiet around and they could only hear the wind blowing the leaves.

Sylvia just let Franklin hold her tightly in his arms like that.

His arms were strong and warm.

In fact, they were divorced, but they embraced each other so closely now. And she felt safe in his arms.

What a contradictory and ironic thing!

Suddenly, there came some pleasant music.

Sylvia opened her eyes abruptly and saw a fountain rising at the center of the lake.

Surprisingly, there was a music fountain in the lake!

She was frozen, trying to escape.

But Franklin held her slim waist so tightly that she couldn’t move at all.

He lowered his eyes and faintly saw her seductively curvy figure in the water.

The hot water splashed on her fair skin softly.

In the dim light, she looked stunning. She curled her slender legs in an elegant way, looking so attractive.

He narrowed his sharp eyes, his breathing fast and then long.

He always knew how beautiful she was! But she looked like a fairy right here right now!

Every time he took a close look at her, he could find she displayed her beauty in a different way.

It was like digging a treasure. The deeper he went, the deeper he was in love with her.

Franklin felt he was tense all over.

He put on the bathrobe loosely and carried Sylvia in his arms.

Then he put her softly on the bed, while he was leaning against the bed idly like a noble king.

Her hair was wet by water steams and hanging down randomly, which made her face look more delicate.

Her face was as red as a cherry after bathing in the hot spring, and he wanted so much to bite it.

Sylvia stared at him stubbornly like a cheetah, which was ready to attack with its sharp paws. And, she looked as tasty like candy in the light.

Franklin appreciated her in the way that a noble king was inspecting his land.

He had no idea since when the bathrobe had slipped off.

She had sex with him many times during their four-year marriage, but she still felt uneasy seeing his naked body.

He fiddled with her long curly hair gently with his rough fingers.

Sylvia looked at him quietly and found his eyes seemed darker than the night sky.

She could see the dark sky and twinkling stars overhead. And everything was so romantic and nice.

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The rising sun in Sneland shone through the glass window overhead.