After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Aldo was about to argue with his mother again.

Biting her lip, Jenna didn’t wish he fight against Mrs. Carson because of her.

Timidly, she looked at Aldo in reluctance and muttered, "I... I can do it myself. Miss Andrews is there."

Her voice was low, and she couldn't help stammering.

In Mrs. Carson's eyes, she was a weird coward.

She looked down upon Jenna more. “Jenna, you are indeed sensible. Aldo, you go to entertain Miss Chan. I'll be with Jenna. That's a deal.” With those words, she turned away aggressively.

Holding Jenna's cheeks and feeling sorry for her, Aldo whispered, "Silly girl."

“I don't want you to argue with your mother," Jenna muttered to explain. She felt upset once thinking that Aldo would stay with another woman, but she knew she couldn't stop him from finding a wife.

She battled a smile and prompted, “Let's go. I can't let Miss Andrew keep waiting for me."

In the suburbia, Aldo and Jenna were taken aback when they saw the tall, sturdy man getting off the Bentley.

Subconsciously, Jenna wanted to hide behind Aldo after recognizing it was the horrible man.

His strong aura and stern look left a deep impression on her. As soon as seeing him, Jenna couldn't help but fear, not to mention she was born timid.

Patting the back of her hand, Aldo said, "Don't be afraid.”

Then he greeted Franklin, "A pleasure to meet you, Mr. Maskelyne." “The pleasure is mine." Franklin nodded at him in response.

Then he reached his hand into the car, which was patted off by Sylvia. “I can get down myself."

Franklin didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

by his grandmother, Sylvia turned a cold shoulder to

why

Franklin had

Aldo didn't know much about Sylvia but could tell

when she was with Franklin, she was touchy and moody. Moreover, Franklin

table, on which there were delicate pastries

painting

Sylvia greeted Jenna with a smile, "Would you like to have some

thanks, Miss Andrews. You are so kind." Jenna trotted to her, looking up at her. “Miss

her. "Yes, I

feeling shy. “I'm not good

draw it wholeheartedly, it'll be your best artwork,” Sylvia said patiently. She picked up a brush and dipped it in color. "Let's paint the mountains together, shall we?" "Sure. Sure." Jenna nodded vigorously, her eyes glimmering with joy.

was, Aldo praised, "Miss Andrews, I didn't expect you to be adept at

know

I can introduce a few celebrities who are fond of drawing and painting to you. Oh, some of them are also good at playing the

couldn't find

was cold, ruthless, and decisive, but Aldo had never known that he

the unconcealed desire for possession in

your wife know you want to cheat on her?" However, Aldo dared not to speak it

I'm not interested in making

he realized that Aldo wouldn't be like

Franklin was still worried, so he warned Aldo, "You'd better act

awkward, realizing Franklin had thought he was his rival

talented in painting

upon her natural feelings without any techniques. However, her feelings made

of life from her painting, which was

looked at Sylvia. “Miss Andrews, I like your painting. It's much better than

brush. Pointing at one part of Jenna's painting, she added, "If you changed the brushing way on

slowly