After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 992

Chapter 994

Her soft waist was incredibly beautiful.

The onlookers wished they could give her a pair of water sleeves to let her perform to her heart's content.

Tristan's face was dark, and he was internally collapsing!

He could do anything, except dance traditional folk dances!

His face turned pale with anger, but he held back, not wanting to leave the dance floor to Sylvia alone!

If he left, it would mean he had lost!

He would be a failure, and his pride would be shattered!

Tristan's competitive spirit wouldn't allow him to lose, but he found himself gradually unable to keep up. Because... Sylvia's dance steps changed again; she started performing cool street dance moves.

Everyone knew that street dance moves were stylish and very challenging.

And he couldn't do it at all!

As a nobleman, he had only learned social dances that were elegant and graceful, not cool and flashy ones.

When Sylvia performed a high-difficulty spin, he had no choice but to let go of her hand and leave the floor in disgrace.

The entire dance floor was left with only Sylvia spinning rapidly. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

She was doing an eighteen-turn, 360-degree spin.

The skirt of her dress blossomed into a dazzling flower in mid-air as she spun.

She was the most eye-catching focus of the entire scene!

"Even the kings of street dance rarely spin this fast!"

"Yeah! Eighteen spins would make most people dizzy. That's why many top dancers choose to spin more slowly."

"Eighteen spins aren't impossible, but spinning this fast! She's the first!"

"This... is even more impressive than the dance kings!"

Some who had studied dance began to whisper professionally.

Annika and the other women were stunned.

moves can't stump her?" Martha's eyes

actually left the floor; he really couldn't keep up

She changes dance styles every moment; who can keep up?" Jaelynn's heart was pounding wildly. Sylvia

gaze, Sylvia stopped spinning and

landed coldly on Tristan's face in the crowd. The man's face

curled her lips, stepping towards Tristan in high heels. Each step seemed to trample on his dignity; she was like the queen of

thank you for your cooperation. It's been a long time since I've danced

with a hint of darkness, but he smiled, a strong desire for conquest in his smile. Very good,

have successfully caught

skills; I am ashamed of my

bit tired and need to rest. Mr.

that, she gracefully left and went straight to

with Clare. The old lady had a worried look on her face. "Are you tired? You've been dancing for so long, and you're still wearing high heels..." Sylvia shook her head.

the banquet quickly passed, but Sylvia's perfect

night, the

her room, took off her high heels, and looked at her

pain; she expressionlessly took a tissue to wipe it

get away with what you did

she was treating her wound, there was a knock on the door. She quickly

with a cup of hot milk. "Sylvia, I noticed you didn't eat much tonight, so I brought you some hot

felt a surge of warmth in her heart and

Clare said

milk, Sylvia quickly took off her socks and continued treating her wound. She couldn't help but think of Franklin, wondering how he was doing now. Oh!

moon hung in

almost silent except for streetlights and occasional

for Franklin, day and night made

always trapped

sat quietly on his bed, listening to the sounds

wondered how Sylvia

if

he groped his way to

after recent days of training and exploration,

the room to the corners so as not to

his hand, tapping as he

the cane touched the glass door of the bathroom. He put down the cane and fumbled

felt sad seeing him struggle to do things that ordinary people could easily accomplish. Soon, Franklin finished using

until he reached

bed for a while, he spoke hoarsely. "I've become a useless

that. You will get better." Jasper quickly comforted

he used to be such a proud and noble man; now

the difference lay in whether one could continue moving forward despite difficulties or remain trapped in pain and depression, eventually becoming truly useless. The latter was truly

up being president; I can even accept being blind... but I must return healthy to Sylvia." Franklin suddenly spoke softly. "So

smile appeared on his lips. "Sylvia and I haven't had

had dreams and hopes in his heart, he would surely get

master, you're right. Madam

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