After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

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Sylvia stood with her hands in her pockets, looking at Franklin. "Was it intentional?" she asked.

These two sets of clothes were sent over by Franklin's people, with the exact same brand and extremely similar styles, apart from the colors. So was this secretly showing off matching outfits for couples?

“It's not strange I wear the same outfit as my wife's.” Franklin took out a limited-edition blue scarf, walked in front of her and wrapped it around her neck.

Sylvia was speechless.

Franklin's actions were very gentle, but his tone was extremely domineering.

“If you want to wear a scarf, there are plenty in the closet, feel free to choose." After he helped her tie the scarf, he let go and admired it around her neck.

The blue highlighted the delicate features of her beautiful and eye- catching face.

She was wearing a pair of white boots on her feet.

She appeared so elegant that she seemed like a noble lady who had stepped out of a European painting.

Sylvia couldn't be bothered with this man's bad taste.

really like

and a pair of sports pants, preferably with fleece

thought in mind, they went straight

waiting there, he opened the car door and Sylvia got in, with

cleared to both sides, and many sanitation workers were carrying cleaning tools to clean the roadside. Sylvia glanced at one of the workers

lunch voucher to

he heard his phone ring. He couldn't help

up to see the shocked expressions of his subordinates sitting

boss is truly kind-hearted and beautiful; it's

Gracia, what does your boss look like?" asked a

fairy." Weston smiled more brightly and nudged his subordinate, "Back to

the Urgford

so long?" she asked with a hint of

lips curved into a smile, and his

eyes lingered on her red lips, straight nose, and watery eyes. She was alluring to him even when she lazily rested her head

occasionally landed on

courtyard to open Franklin's door. He got out of one side of the car and picked up Sylvia from the other side. Sylvia struggled for a moment but couldn't break free from his embrace. She heard Franklin coldly order the maid about lunch