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

shivery, and her face changed between red

forced herself

pain caused by the virus was more violent. What she felt now was like a knife gouging into every

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

made was

was the mermaid who needed cutting bloody when turned

been drenched with sweat. Her wet hair was

phone, and gave a call to

Her vision blurred, and she almost lost

and the burning desire reminded her of what

she didn't want to get a slap

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

dignity didn't allow her to do

tortured to die by the

was determined to fight

her and

her lower lip tightly, her face

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

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 like

about to

tried walking

pavilions, and trees. The environment was

a pavilion, but she

and forced herself

told herself, trying to repress the huge shock

but Sylvia

would

violently. The raindrops that snapped

eyes for a while.

It sucked.

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

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

peek at Franklin and said

city was shrouded in the

lady stood stiff in the rain. Someone cast a glance at

virus, looking at the rainstorm

had her heart in her mouth.

you give in?" A sudden voice said in her

It was a man in a

in the rain. Behind the mask were terrible eyes tinged

seemed that everyone

illuminating his silver mask which