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 dying down for a

shivery, and her face changed

forced herself

was like a knife gouging into

and moved her lead-like legs forward,

was

this moment, she was the mermaid who needed cutting bloody

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

gave a

Sylvia said faintly. Her vision blurred,

and the burning desire reminded her of

want to get a slap in

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

dignity didn't allow her

tortured to

fight it to

to her and asked, "What's

her lower lip tightly,

hands tremblingly and

the dark sky. The light lit up Sylvia's face, which was burning and blushing weirdly. She was extremely

was about to

tried

there were bridges, waters, pavilions,

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

clenched her teeth and forced herself

told herself, trying to repress the huge shock caused by the

five minutes passed, but Sylvia only took three

never expected that walking would be torture

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

her eyes

It sucked.

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

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

Franklin and said timidly, "Hope Miss Andrews can

was shrouded in

extremely charming lady stood stiff in the rain. Someone cast a glance at her and

struggled with the virus, looking at

had her heart in her mouth. Seemingly, the pain was going to

you give in?" A sudden

sharply. It was a man in a

Behind the mask

that everyone was nonentity to

his silver mask