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.

virus! It came back after dying

and her

herself to walk

was more violent. What she felt now was like

her lead-like legs

move she made was

this moment, she was the mermaid who needed cutting bloody

had been drenched with sweat. Her wet

at the sullen sky, fumbled in her bag for her phone, and gave a call to

Sylvia said faintly. Her vision

and the burning desire reminded her of what she needed

to get a slap in

said that she would no longer mess with him. And now,

dignity didn't allow

tortured to

determined to fight it to the bitter

to her and asked, "What's wrong? Where are

bit her lower lip tightly,

held her phone in her hands tremblingly

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

was about to

Sylvia tried walking

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

in a pavilion, but she

teeth and forced herself to

to repress the huge shock

passed, but Sylvia

that walking would be torture for

suddenly it rained violently. The raindrops that snapped at her

eyes for a

It sucked.

suffered from the great drops pounding on her. No

tidying up the dishes. Meanwhile, he looked at the downpour out of the

gave a peek at Franklin and said timidly, "Hope Miss

city was shrouded in

in the villa area. The extremely charming lady stood stiff in the rain. Someone cast a glance at her and felt amazed by her

the virus, looking

heart in her mouth.

you give in?" A sudden voice said in

It was a man in

rain. Behind the mask were terrible eyes

everyone was nonentity

lightening flashed across the sky, illuminating his silver mask