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

all hot and shivery, and her face changed between red

forced herself

the virus was more violent. What she felt now was

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

move she made was like treading on

she was the mermaid who needed cutting bloody when turned into a human

been

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

Sylvia said faintly. Her vision

the burning desire reminded

get

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

Her dignity didn't allow her to do

she would be tortured to

determined to fight it

to her and asked, "What's

bit her lower lip tightly, her

hands tremblingly

The light lit up Sylvia's face, which

was about to

Sylvia tried

bridges, waters, pavilions, and

wanted to take shelter in a pavilion, but she had used all her

and forced herself

herself, trying to repress the huge shock caused

five minutes passed, but Sylvia

never expected that walking would be torture for

violently. The raindrops that snapped

her eyes

It sucked.

in the rain, she suffered from the great drops pounding on her. No wonder she would

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

and said timidly, "Hope Miss

was shrouded in the

in the villa area. The extremely charming lady stood stiff in the rain. Someone cast a glance

struggled with the virus, looking at the

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

A sudden voice said

It was a man

tall, standing in the rain. Behind the

that everyone was nonentity

lightening flashed across the sky, illuminating his