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.

after

hot and shivery, and her face changed between red and

herself to walk

the virus was more violent. What she felt now was like a knife

her lead-like legs forward, the pain blinding

she made was like

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

the villa, she had been drenched with sweat. Her

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

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

high-temperature body and the burning desire

didn't want to get a slap in the

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

didn't allow her

she would be tortured to die by the

determined to fight

wrong that happened to her and asked, "What's wrong? Where are

bit her lower lip tightly, her face

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

a zigzag in the dark sky. The light lit up Sylvia's face, which was burning and blushing

was about

tried walking

were bridges, waters, pavilions,

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

and

told herself, trying to repress the huge shock caused

five minutes passed, but Sylvia

that walking would be torture

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

eyes

It sucked.

on her. No wonder she would be wet

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

at Franklin and said timidly, "Hope

shrouded in the

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

with the virus, looking at the rainstorm

was so fast that she almost had her heart in her mouth. Seemingly, the pain was going to

you give in?" A sudden voice said

looked up sharply. It was a man in a silver

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

everyone

his silver mask which made him more