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.

came back after dying down

and her face changed between red and

herself

she felt now was like a knife gouging into every inch of her body and every cell in his

her lead-like

she made was

moment, she was the mermaid who needed

of the villa, she had been drenched with sweat.

fumbled in her bag for her phone, and gave a call to Logan. Then there came his voice

faintly. Her vision blurred, and she almost

the burning desire reminded her

didn't want to get a slap in

no longer mess with him. And now, did she

dignity didn't allow her to do

she would be tortured to die

determined to fight it to the bitter

wrong that happened to her and asked,

her lower lip

phone in her hands tremblingly and said,

a zigzag in the dark sky. The light lit up Sylvia's face, which was burning and blushing weirdly.

about

Sylvia tried walking

there were bridges, waters, pavilions, and trees.

to take shelter in a pavilion, but she had

clenched her teeth and forced herself to

herself, trying to repress the

passed, but Sylvia only took

expected that walking would be torture

was cloudy, and suddenly it rained violently. The raindrops that snapped at her

her eyes for

It sucked.

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

Jasper was tidying up the dishes. Meanwhile, he looked

Franklin and said timidly, "Hope Miss Andrews can

shrouded in the

the villa area. The extremely charming lady stood stiff in

virus, looking

was so fast that she almost had her heart in her mouth. Seemingly, the

don't you give in?" A

It was a man

standing in the rain. Behind the mask were terrible eyes

seemed that everyone

the sky, illuminating his silver