After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Mr. Carrillo had complicated emotions inside. He didn't know what to say for a while.

Sylvia specialized in surgical treatment but she also dabbled in traditional medicine, so surely she was qualified to give the lecture.

Mr. Carrillo looked at her with mixed feelings of passion and awe in his eyes.

Sylvia said to him confusedly, "Mr. Carrillo, I will give the lecture, but why are you looking at me this way?"

"Well, nothing." He hadn't expected her to say yes to his request so easily.

He paused for a second and continued, “Thank you, Dr. Sylvia. Let me see, it's Monday today. How about Friday afternoon? Will that work for you?"

"Sure." Sylvia nodded. "I will be there on time."

“You will have the full support of my assistant about the specifics of the lecture,” added Mr. Carrillo.

"OK." Sylvia smiled. “It's my honor to be able to help the students.”

Mr. Carrillo got up delightedly and checked the time. "Dr. Sylvia, how about going to Royal Galaxy Restaurant for dinner tonight? It's on my treat.”

"With your meager budget? Just forget it,” Franklin, who was making coffee, said with disdain.

Then he turned to Sylvia with a loving and soft look in his eyes. "Tonight is my treat. Just order anything you like."

Sylvia didn't bother to respond to this mercurial man.

“What a maniacal psychopath!"

Royal Galaxy Restaurant, Sylvia was speaking on her phone when she

"Who are you speaking to?" "None of your business." Sylvia glared at him. "Just go in there." Lifting the corner of his mouth, Franklin ran his fingers through her hair before he took the

exchanging a

outside the restaurant as she looked

phone into her purse,

voice. "Sylvia Andrews. Yes,

a light-yellow dress and three- inch heels and

Galaxy?" Tammy curled her lips. “It's the most expensive

impassively. It seemed like Tammy's wrist had been

her hand. "Are you dumped by Franklin? And that's why you are standing here alone outside

who imagined quite a

and walked into the restaurant. Tammy, however, stopped her, seized the man coming toward her by the arm, and said,

thirty-six years old, casually dressed, and wearing a pair of

much

holding the man's arm, "My boyfriend Nathen Beasley is the associate dean of the medical school of Vista University.

is just in her twenties, but she is surprisingly proud to date a man who's about forty. My whole world view has been rocked. "You are Sylvia? You are pretty. But can you treat Tammy a little better?" The man said

of Sylvia was that she

time she mentioned Sylvia,

Sylvia, but no matter how prettier she was than

Sylvia as if he was lecturing his students, "Tammy is a kind-hearted and sincere girl. You can't just pick on her

at him, perplexed, thinking, Is this guy

had been thrown into prison, so, was Tammy looking for sugar

that rubbish from the hospital

jaw-dropping how fast she changed her boyfriend. She was demonstrating what “men are like clothes" really meant by actions. What Sylvia didn't know was that Tammy