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.

It came back after

and her face changed

herself

this time, the pain caused by the virus was more violent. What she felt now was like a knife gouging into every inch of her body

moved her

was like treading on

this moment, she was the mermaid who needed

of the villa, she had been

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 reminded her of what she needed

to get

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

didn't allow her

be tortured

to fight it to

to her and asked, "What's

lower lip

hands tremblingly and said,

and lightning made a zigzag in the dark sky. The light lit up Sylvia's face, which

about to

Sylvia tried walking

waters, pavilions, and trees. The environment was

a pavilion, but she had used all her strength to endure

her teeth and forced herself

told herself, trying to repress the huge shock

minutes passed, but Sylvia only took three

that walking would be torture for

and suddenly it rained violently. The raindrops that

eyes for

It sucked.

drops pounding on her. No wonder she would

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

Franklin and said

city was shrouded

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

still struggled with the virus, looking

almost had her heart in her mouth.

don't you give in?" A sudden

It was a man in a silver

rain. Behind the mask were terrible eyes tinged

that everyone was nonentity to

illuminating his silver