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.

It came back after dying

and shivery, and

forced herself to walk

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

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

was

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

she stepped out of the villa, she had been drenched with sweat. Her wet hair

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

Her

burning desire reminded her of

want to get a slap in the

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

dignity didn't allow

would be tortured to die by

to fight

to her and asked,

bit her lower lip tightly, her face burning

hands tremblingly

face, which was burning and blushing weirdly. She was extremely beautiful; and now she was

was about to

Sylvia tried

waters, pavilions, and

but she

her teeth and

herself, trying to repress the huge shock caused

minutes passed, but

walking would be

The raindrops that snapped at her made her feel

her eyes for a

It sucked.

great drops pounding on her. No wonder she would be

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

peek at Franklin and said

was shrouded in

villa area. The extremely charming lady stood stiff

with the virus, looking at

in her mouth. Seemingly, the pain

give in?" A

looked up sharply. It was a man

rain. Behind the mask were terrible

everyone was nonentity

his silver mask which