After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

The next day, Brayden called Franklin.

Brayden asked Franklin and Sylvia to take the barbecue tools and go out for a picnic.

To his surprise, Franklin said he was sick in the hospital.

Brayden thought it was unbelievable.

"My goodness. You are almost the fittest man I've known, but you actually fall ill! What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing serious. I should be fine in a few days."

Franklin's voice was cold but weak, and his voice was so low that it seemed to come from deep in his throat.

He was decisive and dominant in the world of business, but now, he pained for Sylvia.

Hearing Franklin's voice, Brayden intuited that it wasn't as simple as Franklin said. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"You don't have to worry about me. Just have fun.”

After Franklin finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Brayden looked at the phone screen and frowned.

He wondered what happened to Franklin.

He felt as if something serious happened.

However, before Brayden could think much about it, Mrs. Wright urged him to go out.

"Brayden, are you ready?"

"Oh, yes."

Apart from Franklin, who was Brayden's good chum, Brayden also had some other friends.

go with their girlfriends. Very soon, they set off

but not hot, so it was a great day to go on a

the cars. After finding a

T-shirt and pink

revealed only a pair of dark

wondered what she looked like without the mask. Jenna followed Brayden in silence. When she saw the others get off the cars,

pounded through her

a bit socially awkward

disfigured, she became

her little face behind the mask turned

help but want

who looked very uneasy for some reason and said, "Don't be afraid. They are all

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voice interrupted Brayden

wide open as she looked

was a man of about thirty years old dressed in designer

my sister. You need to show some respect.” Brayden raised his eyebrows and

lower lip to death, not daring to look up at the

you, Miss Shepherd. I'm Elvis Chan." Elvis bent down and extended

and looked at Brayden with annoyance, "Brayden, you don't have to be so petty. Anyway, you should allow me to introduce myself to Miss Shepherd." Brayden turned down the corners of his mouth. "No, you will

keep these people away

seeing Jenna's nervous look, Brayden got even more protective

tended to be autistic. Usually, even

Brayden thought he should

A somewhat handsome man put his hand on Brayden's shoulder with

talk nonsense." Brayden punched the man in the chest. "Shut the hell

denial! It's so

Can't agree more! Miss Shepherd, take off the mask. We all want to see what you look

are you still

The others said jokingly.

who was always timid, was originally a