After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

The smile on Paul's face became broader.

Sylvia ate the rib picked by him.

Romeo secretly praised his older brother for his excellent performance. Franklin looked stern, watching the scene icily. Then his gaze fell on the rib, his eyes glittering with anger.

The next second, he started to shell the lobsters. His slender, artwork- liked fingers worked fast. Several Boston lobsters were shelled shortly after.

"Hiss!" he suddenly grasped.

Others looked over, only to find the blood on a finger of his right hand. Franklin stared at the wound expressionlessly. Then he looked at Sylvia and complained, "It hurts.” Others were shocked by his words.

He looked as if he was repressing the tremendous pain. "I'd better be tolerant.”

With those words, he pushed the shelled lobsters to Sylvia. "For you, Sylvia."

Everyone could tell he was trying to act cute.

He behaved too awkwardly but was still attractive, especially since he had such a lovely face.

Sylvia glanced at the lobster and then at Franklin, who was as noble as a prince. She thought he wasn't only abnormal but also dramatic.

“Mr. Maskelyne, you are always an overbearing, cold man. Why are you so dramatic now?" thought her.

While she was wondering, Franklin kept an aloof look and reached his injured finger to her. "It still bleeds. Dr. Andrews, can you help me?" Sylvia grabbed a paper napkin, covered his wound, and tied a bowknot. "Are you happy with my help, Mr. Maskelyne?"

The bowknot was too adorable for such a man of status.

However, Franklin replied in satisfaction, "Dr. Andrews, I want to have the orange chicken. Can you please pick some for me? My right-hand hurts. I'm afraid I cannot use a fork now."

inwardly mocked him for being

as she had never expected her brother to be so. In her opinion, Franklin was always aggressive, cold-hearted,

behaved so shamelessly

to him, her tricks to gain

My brother's more skilled.’ James inwardly praised Franklin. He never

Mr. Mckee bowed their heads while munching

changed his image in

shocked. “Bravo, Mr. Maskelyne!' However, he was worried

expected, Sylvia parted her lips and called over a waiter.

The waiter picked up a serving spoon, looking at Franklin with a sincere smile. "Mr. Maskelyne, which dish would you like to have

He said, sounding aggressive, "Sylvia, my

Franklin's face. 'How shameless!" He naturally picked up more food for Sylvia,

ballistics. Pushing the lobster closer to Sylvia, he said, "Sylvia,

faint smile blossomed across Sylvia's

When she looked stern, she emanated aloofness. However, when she smiled,

the room.

intensely. He asked mellowly in a seductive tone, "What are you

shell the lobsters. Thanks, Franklin." Sylvia stood up while she spoke. She picked up his plate and started putting food on it, all Franklin's

waiter, who stood next to Franklin but was ignored by him, "You can go back to your work. He's just too dramatic. Thanks

the only woman in this world with the guts

expectantly, looking as if he was waiting for her

table couldn't believe their eyes at

man of status, Franklin exuded a strong aura.

feel stressed. However, when

wise could tell he was obsessed with

him, his face dark, his eyes full