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!"

on her phone when she gestured for Franklin to come in with

glared at him. "Just go in there." Lifting

the call after exchanging a few words with

black Mercedes-Benz stop outside

into her purse, Sylvia was about to

heard a familiar voice. "Sylvia Andrews. Yes, you are!" Tammy

turned around and saw Tammy, in a light-yellow dress and three- inch heels and with heavy makeup, getting out of the Mercedes. Swaying her

most expensive restaurant in Larro. Just one meal will cost half

have anything to do with you?" Sylvia said impassively. It seemed like Tammy's wrist had been

mouth with her hand.

woman who imagined quite

her, turned around, and walked into the restaurant. Tammy, however, stopped her, seized the man coming toward her by the arm, and said, "Sylvia, come over here. Let me

was about thirty-six years old, casually dressed, and

looked much older

is Sylvia I have told you about," said Tammy coquettishly, holding the man's arm, "My boyfriend Nathen Beasley is the

to reach his forties. Tammy 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 unhappily to Sylvia with a stern

of Sylvia from Tammy, and his impression of Sylvia was that she

grieved every time she mentioned Sylvia, and her stories always

met Sylvia, but no matter how prettier she

lecturing his students, "Tammy is a kind-hearted and sincere girl. You can't just pick on her because of her kindness. As sisters,

looked at him, perplexed, thinking,

prison, so, was Tammy looking for sugar daddies due

Dale Shea, that rubbish from the hospital the other day, but she had a new

She was demonstrating what “men are like clothes" really meant by actions.