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

and her face

herself to

felt now was like

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

was

needed

the villa, she had been drenched

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

said faintly. Her vision blurred, and

and the burning desire reminded her of what she

get a

longer mess with him. And

didn't allow her

be tortured to

fight it to

to her and

her lower lip tightly, her

held her phone in her hands tremblingly and said,

sky. The light lit up Sylvia's face, which was burning and blushing weirdly. She was extremely beautiful; and now she was like

was about

Sylvia tried walking

were bridges, waters, pavilions, and

take shelter in a pavilion, but she

and forced

trying to repress the huge

minutes passed, but

never expected that walking would be torture for

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

closed her eyes

It sucked.

suffered from the great drops pounding on

up the dishes. Meanwhile, he looked at the downpour out

gave a peek at Franklin and said timidly,

shrouded in the

were sporadically a 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 by her

with the virus, looking at the rainstorm

had her heart in her mouth. Seemingly, the

in?" A sudden voice

It was a man

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

seemed that everyone was

flashed across the sky, illuminating his silver