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

shivery, and her face

forced herself

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

moved her lead-like legs

was like treading

the mermaid who needed cutting bloody

had been drenched with sweat. Her

gave a call to

Sylvia said faintly. Her vision

and the burning desire reminded her of

to get a slap in

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

didn't allow her

tortured to die

determined to fight

to her and asked,

bit her lower lip tightly, her

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

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

was about to

tried walking

waters, pavilions, and trees. The environment was

she had used all her strength to

clenched her teeth and forced herself

trying to repress the huge

minutes passed, but Sylvia only took

never expected that walking would be torture for her

violently. The raindrops that snapped at her

closed her eyes for

It sucked.

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

the dishes. Meanwhile, he

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

shrouded

lady stood stiff

virus, looking at the rainstorm

heartbeat was so fast that she almost had her heart in her mouth. Seemingly, the pain

A sudden voice said in her

was a man in a silver

the rain. Behind the mask were terrible eyes tinged with mischief and

seemed that everyone was nonentity

flashed across the sky, illuminating his silver mask which made him more