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 dying down for

felt all hot and shivery, and her face changed between red

forced herself to

felt now was like a knife gouging

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

made was like treading

the mermaid who needed cutting bloody when turned into

had been drenched with sweat. Her wet hair

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

Her vision blurred,

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

to get a slap

longer mess with him. And now, did she

didn't allow

tortured to die by the

was determined to fight it to

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

bit her lower lip tightly, her

hands tremblingly and said, "Town... Townyer

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

was about

tried

were bridges, waters, pavilions,

wanted to take shelter in a pavilion, but she had used all

and

told herself, trying to repress the huge shock caused by

five minutes passed, but Sylvia only took three

never expected that walking would

it rained violently. The raindrops that snapped

closed her eyes for a while.

It sucked.

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

Jasper was tidying up the dishes. Meanwhile, he looked at the

a peek at Franklin and said timidly, "Hope Miss Andrews can hail a

was shrouded

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

virus, looking at the

fast that she almost had her heart in

give in?" A sudden voice said in her

up sharply. It was

was tall, standing in the rain. Behind the mask were terrible eyes tinged with mischief and

everyone was nonentity

his silver mask which