After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

"Mrs. Maskelyne is so great.”

"Good job."

Franklin didn't respond to Sylvia on Twitter. He put the knife and fork down and looked at her with his dark eyes, saying, "Are you angry?" "Franklin, don't be so childish, Okay?" Sylvia also put down her knife and fork, "Why is your unapproachable-president image totally shattered? You are aloof, dignified, and dismissive of descending to being ordinary, aren't you?"

"For you, I am content to be ordinary.” Franklin picked a piece of fish into Sylvia's bowl, "Sylvia, you can't get rid of me."

The man was so pushy. She felt a bit stifled. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

She said nothing but began to eat.

“If you don't like my high profile, I will change." Franklin felt a bit nervous due to Sylvia's silence so he hurriedly added.

Some netizens commented on the forum that girls liked to be shown off by their boyfriends on social media as a way to make their relationships known to all.

Surely, he was fooled by the comment again.

Damn it!

Sylvia had trouble adjusting to his sudden nervous tone because he was always superior, aggressive, and temperamental.

But he was such a pushover now, saying that he would change on his initiative.

It was a bit freaking her out.

But she didn't react much. After all, others didn't see her face. Otherwise, it would be a disaster.

They had gotten divorced but still messed around with each other. Moreover, she was posted as Mrs. Maskelyne by him on Twitter every day.

If someone dug out stuff on them and nailed Franklin's lies, it would be indecent for them.

She sighed. "Franklin, we can't get back. So don't do this again. It's so naive."

"Not even friends?" Franklin asked, looking depressed with his dashing eyebrows knitted.

He started to be irrepressibly fretted.

He clenched his fists and fought the impulse to sweep everything off the table.

"Then just friends," Sylvia looked at him and said.

She pulled out some napkins to wipe her lips, picked up her bag, and turned to leave.

However, at this moment, a violent feeling attacked her.

back after

and her

forced herself

the virus was more violent. What she felt now was like a knife gouging into

took a deep breath and moved her lead-like legs forward, the pain blinding

she made was like treading

mermaid who needed cutting bloody when turned into a

villa, she had been drenched with sweat. Her wet hair was on her

her bag for her phone, and gave a call to Logan. Then there came

get me," Sylvia said faintly. Her vision blurred,

and the burning desire reminded her of what she needed

to get a slap in

him. And now, did

allow her to

tortured to die by

she was determined to fight it to

that happened to her and asked,

bit her lower lip

her hands tremblingly and said,

sky. The light lit up Sylvia's face, which was burning and blushing weirdly. She was extremely beautiful; and now

about

Sylvia tried walking

there were bridges, waters, pavilions, and trees. The

she

clenched her teeth and forced herself

Sylvia constantly told herself, trying to repress the huge shock caused by

but

expected that walking would be

suddenly it rained violently. The raindrops

her eyes

It sucked.

rain, she suffered from the great drops pounding on her. No wonder

dishes. Meanwhile, he looked at the downpour out

a peek at Franklin and said timidly,

city was shrouded in

sporadically a few luxury cars passing by in the villa area. The extremely charming lady

struggled with the virus, looking at the rainstorm

was so fast that she almost had her heart in her mouth. Seemingly, the pain was going to rip

don't you give in?" A sudden voice said in her

looked up sharply. It was a man in

the rain. Behind the mask

seemed that everyone was nonentity to

illuminating his silver mask which made