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.

not seen by his grandmother, Sylvia turned a cold shoulder to

wondering why Franklin appeared

Franklin had

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

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

sat before an easel next to a coffee table, on which there were

didn't look like drawing and painting but more like enjoying her

Jenna with a smile, "Would you like

Jenna trotted to her,

at her. "Yes,

suddenly feeling shy. “I'm

in color. "Let's paint the mountains together, shall we?" "Sure. Sure." Jenna nodded vigorously, her eyes glimmering with joy.

expect you to be adept at drawing

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

a smile, Franklin arched an 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

couldn't find his

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

possession in Franklin's eyes, her heart

cheat on her?" However, Aldo dared not to speak

smile, he chuckled, "Mr. Maskelyne, you must be kidding. I'm not interested in making a girlfriend now. I only wish Jenna's autism

realized that Aldo

warned Aldo, "You'd better act as

was wordless and awkward, realizing Franklin had

was talented in painting and

feelings without any techniques. However, her feelings made her artwork spirited

feel the strong breath of life from her painting,

“Miss Andrews, I like your painting.

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 her