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

felt all hot and shivery, and her

forced herself to

more violent. What she felt now was like a knife gouging into every inch of her body and

a deep breath and moved her lead-like

made was like treading

this moment, she was the mermaid who needed cutting bloody when

she had been drenched

for her phone, and gave a call to Logan. Then there came his

and get me," Sylvia said faintly. Her vision blurred, and

the burning desire reminded her of what she

to get a slap in the

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

Her dignity didn't allow her to do

tortured to die by

she was determined to fight it to

her and asked,

her lower lip tightly, her face

in her hands tremblingly

lit up Sylvia's face, which was burning and blushing weirdly. She

was about to

Sylvia tried

were bridges, waters, pavilions, and trees.

a pavilion, but she had used

her teeth and forced herself

constantly told herself, trying to repress the

five minutes passed, but

walking would be torture

suddenly it rained violently. The raindrops that snapped at her

her eyes for a

It sucked.

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

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

Franklin and said timidly, "Hope

shrouded in

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

the virus,

fast that she almost had her heart in her mouth. Seemingly, the

give in?" A sudden voice said

sharply. It was a man in

standing in the rain. Behind the mask were terrible eyes

seemed that everyone was nonentity

sky, illuminating his silver mask which made