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.

they were not seen by his grandmother, Sylvia turned a cold

baffled, wondering why Franklin appeared with

Franklin had

didn't know much about Sylvia but could tell she was a polite, calm woman who always

when she was with Franklin, she was touchy and moody. Moreover, Franklin didn't

coffee table, on which

drawing and painting but more like enjoying her

smile, "Would you like to have

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

her. "Yes,

Jenna blushed, suddenly feeling shy. “I'm not good

practice more and 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

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

more sides you don't know

Aldo, and drawled, "Mr. Carson, if you like such a kind of talented woman, 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 piano.” His eyes

find

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

possession in Franklin's eyes,

to cheat on her?"

not interested

he realized that

he warned Aldo,

awkward, realizing Franklin had thought

talented in painting and

natural feelings without any techniques. However, her feelings made

feel the strong breath of life from

“Miss Andrews, I like your painting. It's much

at one part of Jenna's painting, she added, "If

slowly guided