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 down for a long

only felt all hot and shivery, and her face changed

forced herself

was more violent. What she felt now was like a knife gouging

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

was like treading

needed cutting bloody when

she stepped out of the villa, she had been drenched with

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

faintly. Her vision blurred,

desire

to get a

that she would no longer mess with him. And now, did she have to violate it due

Her dignity didn't allow her to do

she would be tortured

fight it

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

lower lip tightly, her face burning

hands

growling and lightning made a 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

about to

tried

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

in a pavilion, but she had used all her strength

teeth and forced

trying to repress the huge shock

minutes passed, but

walking would be torture for

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

her eyes for a

It sucked.

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

villa, Jasper was tidying up the dishes. Meanwhile, he

said timidly, "Hope Miss Andrews

shrouded

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

virus, looking at the

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

don't you give in?" A sudden voice said

It was a man in a silver

standing in the rain. Behind the mask were terrible eyes tinged with

seemed that everyone was

illuminating his silver mask which made