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!"

she gestured for Franklin to come

and asked, "Who are you speaking to?" "None of your business." Sylvia glared at him. "Just go in there." Lifting the corner of his mouth, Franklin

call after exchanging a few words with

black Mercedes-Benz stop outside the restaurant as

her purse,

familiar voice.

Tammy, in a light-yellow dress and three- inch heels and with heavy makeup, getting out of

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

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

her mouth with her hand. "Are you dumped

woman who imagined quite a lot was

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

years old, casually

looked much

you about," said Tammy coquettishly, holding the man's arm, "My boyfriend Nathen Beasley

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

impression of

time she mentioned Sylvia, and her stories always irritated

met Sylvia, but no matter how prettier

sincere girl. You can't just pick on her because of her kindness. As sisters, you should love and support each other. How can you treat her

looked at him, perplexed,

into prison, so, was

Shea, that rubbish from the hospital the other day,

She was demonstrating what “men are like clothes" really meant by actions. What Sylvia didn't know was that Tammy was dating two men at the same