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.

seen by his grandmother, Sylvia turned

baffled, wondering why Franklin

recalled Franklin

know much about Sylvia but could tell she was a

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

before an easel next to a coffee table, on which there were delicate pastries and a cup

didn't look like drawing and painting

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

trotted to her, looking

beamed at her.

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

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

"Miss Andrews, I didn't expect you to be

don't know and always shocks us. I've gotten used

eyebrow, looked at 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

couldn't find

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

noticed the unconcealed desire for possession in Franklin's eyes, her

your wife know you want to cheat on

not interested in making a girlfriend now. I

that Aldo wouldn't be like Logan

worried, so he warned Aldo, "You'd

Franklin had thought he

found Jenna was talented

techniques. However, her feelings made her

could feel the strong breath of

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

Sylvia smiled at her and put down her brush. Pointing at one part of Jenna's painting, she added, "If you changed the brushing way on these two places, it would

slowly guided