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

all hot and shivery, and her face changed between

herself to walk

she felt now was like a knife gouging into every

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

move she made was

who needed cutting bloody when turned into a human

she had been drenched with

gawked at the sullen sky, fumbled in her bag for her phone, and gave a call to Logan. Then there

me," Sylvia said faintly. Her vision blurred,

body and the burning desire reminded her of what she needed

she didn't want to get a slap in

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

didn't allow

tortured

was determined to fight it to

to her and asked, "What's wrong?

bit her lower lip

phone in her hands tremblingly and

light lit up Sylvia's face, which was burning and blushing

about to

tried walking

waters, pavilions, and trees. The environment

pavilion, but she had used

clenched her teeth and forced

constantly told herself, trying to

passed, but Sylvia only

would be

violently. The raindrops that snapped at her made

eyes for a while.

It sucked.

great drops pounding on her.

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

Franklin and said timidly, "Hope Miss Andrews can hail

was shrouded in the

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

with the virus, looking at

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

you give in?" A sudden

up sharply. It was a man in a

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

seemed that everyone was nonentity

the sky, illuminating his silver mask