After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 444

But if Franklin...

Jasper couldn't imagine.

"Jasper, let go! Let my brother go!" James rushed over and pried open Jasper's hand, "What if my

sister-in-law isn't dead? What if she's just waiting for us to save her!"

Jasper froze for a moment and subconsciously let go!

But soon, he reacted, "Master Franklin is crazy. Are you crazy too? How can she still be alive when the

car crashed like that?"

Franklin was already rushing forward, and several bodyguards rushed over to hold him down, "Master

Franklin, Miss Andrews is probably dead! Don't be impulsive!"

"If the car explodes again, you won't survive either!"

"Master Franklin!"

They had never seen Franklin like this before, like he was crazy.

Sylvia meant everything to him!

Even if she was dead, he gotta take her dead body out!

He couldn't stand by and watch her get swallowed up by that merciless fire!

"Get lost!"

Franklin roared out almost with all his strength, shaking everyone away, his scarlet red eyes staring

desperately at the car that was burning in the heavy rain.

The pouring rain could not extinguish the fire.

His fingers were clenched into fists. In his mind, Sylvia was so strong and so great! How could she

possibly die?

"She won't die! She's the best racing driver! She knows how to drive a car better than anyone! Since

she chose to hit this tree, she'll be fine!" Franklin shouted in pain and despair, his eyes staring deadly

at the car engulfed in flames.

Inside the car, which was almost smashed to pieces, Sylvia shrank helplessly in the seat, her eyes

closed.

Long hair along with bright red blood stuck to her face.

So much blood gushed out. It was as if she was soaked in blood.

Franklin could not believe the scene.

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Two lines of hot tears slid down his cheeks mixed with the rain.

With his eyes scarlet, he reached out with both hands to pull and tug the car door, but the door was

wrapped in fire.

He did not blink or change color. His hands pressed to the door, pulling hard.

The flames of fire instantly engulfed his palms and burned them!

The smell of burnt flesh wafted through the air.

Everyone stared at the scene in shock.

This man!

This man actually put his hand into the fire? Just to pull open the car door?

James was shocked. Jasper was shocked!

Everyone was shocked!

With a bang, the car door, almost burned to to shapeless pieces, was pulled off by Franklin's bare

hands and thrown aside.

He could not care less about his hands that were burnt, and bent down to hold Sylvia, who was

cowering on the seat.

The temperature in the car was so hot that Sylvia's body was burning, and she felt so much pain all

over her body, as if all the bones in her body were broken.

She slowly opened her eyes and saw Franklin who had a cold and horrible look.

She licked her lips that were red with blood, "Ho, honey ..."

Sylvia's familiar voice rang out beside him, and Franklin's body shook, he hadn't heard Sylvia call him

like that for too long!

Since the divorce, she had not called him that.

He couldn't help feeling sad, "Don't worry. I will save you!"

Sylvia's consciousness drifted a bit. Her lips moved, but no sound came out.

No, she did not want to die.

She hadn't found her mother yet, and she hadn't found the person who set her and Franklin up.

How could she die?

She opened her eyes suddenly!

She forced herself to wake up, her almond eyes bloodshot. Blood slid down her forehead, her cheeks,

and her body.

She seemed to be as horrifying as a ghost crawling out from hell.

Soaked in blood, she was horrifying!

She stretched out her hand, clasped Franklin's arm, and then used force!

And the temperature of the car had reached its peak!

There was a violent shudder!

The flames were raging and the smoke was thick!

"Hold me tight!" She used almost all her strength!

The moment she said that, her hands moved up and wrapped around Franklin's neck!

Franklin, in turn, tacitly took her by the waist and brought her into his arms!

Boom!

A loud bang!

The moment she was taken out of the car, another fierce fire swept through the car seat!

It burst through the open door of the car!

Franklin carried Sylvia out of the car and turned around to move away from the car!

Just as he turned around, there was a bang!

The whole car was blown to pieces!

Flames lit up the sky and the car was reduced to ashes by the fire!

Scattered pieces of the car were splashed into the air, hitting people in pain!

It exploded!

The car exploded!

Luckily! Luckily, Franklin rescued Sylvia!

If he hadn't, the consequences would have been unthinkable.

Sylvia nestled in Franklin's arms. She could barely lift her heavy eyelids to look into the man's worried

eyes. She wanted to say, "Don't worry, I can't die!

But ... she didn't have any strength. She was too tired.

She was so tired that she wanted to sleep.

"Honey, honey ..."

Franklin could not resist calling Sylvia, but she finally could not resist the tiredness, closed her eyes

and fell into a deep sleep.

Just then, Aldo led several fire trucks and arrived.

He was in a fire police uniform, striding over, looking at Sylvia, who was covered in injuries, and

Franklin, whose hands were almost burned, and feeling a bit sorry, "Mr. Maskelyne, it is better to hurry

to the hospital."

"Yes, Franklin, let's send Sylvia to the hospital at once!" James wiped the tears from his face and

looked at Franklin.

Jasper and the others also got up from the ground, and only then did they sober up. She was still alive!

Franklin raised his eyes and his gaze swept across Aldo, he didn't say a word, but just picked up Sylvia

and walked towards the previous car.

Aldo turned around and started directing his men in the fire-fighting operation. "Hurry up, put out all the

fires here, and search for any other wounded."

It was not until that Franklin's and other people's cars drove away from the scene that Aldo's eyes

revealed a strong hatred, the corners of his lips with a hint of viciousness.

'Franklin, Brayden ... This is just the beginning. You stole my most important person. Then don't blame

me for showing no mercy for you.'