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 for

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

forced herself

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

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

move she made was

was the mermaid who needed

villa, she had been drenched with

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

Her vision blurred,

and the burning desire reminded her of

to get

And now, did

Her dignity didn't allow

be tortured to

she was determined to fight it

to her and asked, "What's

lower lip

held her phone in her hands tremblingly and said,

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

was about to

Sylvia tried

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

take shelter in a pavilion, but she had used

and

Sylvia constantly told herself, trying to repress the huge shock

minutes passed, but Sylvia only

expected that walking would be torture for her

suddenly it rained violently. The raindrops

eyes for

It sucked.

from the great drops pounding on her.

the villa, Jasper was tidying up the dishes. Meanwhile, he looked at the downpour out of the window

at Franklin and said timidly, "Hope Miss Andrews

was shrouded in

area. The extremely charming lady stood stiff in the rain. Someone cast a glance at her

with the virus,

had her heart in her mouth. Seemingly, the pain was going to rip

A sudden voice said in

It was a man in a silver

the mask were terrible eyes

that everyone was nonentity

illuminating his silver mask which made him more