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.

It came back after dying down

all hot and shivery, and her face

herself to walk

the pain caused by the virus was more violent. What she felt now was like a knife gouging into every

her lead-like legs forward, the pain blinding

move she made was like treading

mermaid who needed cutting bloody when turned into a human

the villa, she had been drenched

for her phone, and gave a call to Logan. Then there came his voice on the

and get me," Sylvia said faintly. Her

her high-temperature body and the burning desire reminded her of what

get a slap in the

just said that she would no longer mess with him. And now, did she have to

Her dignity didn't allow her to do

she would be tortured to die by the

determined to fight it to

something wrong that happened to her and asked,

lip tightly, her

held her phone in her hands tremblingly and said, "Town... Townyer

which was burning and blushing weirdly. She was extremely beautiful; and now she was like

was about

tried

waters, pavilions, and trees.

a pavilion, but she had used all her strength to endure the

her teeth and

herself, trying to repress the huge

five minutes passed, but Sylvia only took

that walking would be torture for her

suddenly it rained violently. The raindrops that snapped

her eyes for

It sucked.

she suffered from the great drops pounding on her. No wonder she would be

Meanwhile, he looked at the downpour out of

a peek at Franklin and said timidly, "Hope

shrouded

by in the villa area. The extremely charming lady stood stiff

struggled with the virus, looking

she almost had her heart in her

you give in?" A sudden voice said

It was a man in a

standing in the rain. Behind the mask were terrible eyes tinged with mischief

everyone was nonentity to

sky, illuminating his