"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."

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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

and her face changed

herself

by the virus was more violent. What she felt now was like a knife

moved her

was like

she was the mermaid who needed cutting bloody

villa, she had been drenched with sweat. Her

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

said faintly. Her

body and the burning desire reminded her of what

want to get

longer mess with him. And now, did she have to violate it due

dignity didn't allow her

she would be tortured

fight it to the bitter

her and asked, "What's

her lower lip tightly,

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

zigzag in the dark sky. The light lit up Sylvia's face, which was burning and blushing weirdly. She was extremely beautiful; and now she was like a

about to

Sylvia tried walking

there were bridges, waters, pavilions, and

shelter in a pavilion, but she had used all her strength

and

to repress the huge shock caused

minutes passed, but Sylvia only took

that walking would be

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

closed her eyes for a while.

It sucked.

great drops pounding on her.

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

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

shrouded

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

still struggled with the virus, looking at the

she almost had her heart in her mouth. Seemingly,

give in?" A sudden voice said in her

sharply. It was a man

tall, standing in the rain. Behind the

seemed that everyone was nonentity

illuminating his silver mask which made

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