After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Some were cursing her. Some were envious of her. Some comforted her, wanting to see her face. There were all kinds of comments.

She was kind of speechless. They had divorced. What was wrong with Franklin? His showing PDA was childish.

He didn't only tweet but also interact with people online.

Sylvia wanted to say something but she didn't.

Jasper focused on eating without saying a word.

He shouldn't make any comments. He tried not to catch any attention.

Franklin had been smiling. Obviously, he was in a good mood. The food tasted even more delicious.

After eating, he went to wash dishes like before.

He asked Jasper to take a picture of him doing the dishes.

Then he posted the picture on Twitter.

Only his slender hands were revealed in the picture.

"My wife cooked and | wash the dishes. | hope she would cook for me again later on." People were all stunned.

The president of the Maskelyne Group actually washed dishes.

They all guessed, "The one taking the picture must be Mrs. Maskelyne." "| think the same. Maybe it's also Mrs. Maskelyne who tweeted." "They share the same account. That's so sweet." "Mr. Maskelyne is handsome even when he washes the dishes." "Mr. Maskelyne is handsome and rich, yet he still washes dishes. Guys should learn from this." After a short while, the hashtag "Mr. Maskelyne Washing Dishes" was also on trend.

Honey clicked on the hashtag and saw the picture of Franklin washing dishes.

She said to Rose speechlessly, "Do you know what he told me last time | went to his house?" Rose asked curiously, "Nope." "Do you have other things? If not, | am going to wash the dishes," Honey said, imitating Franklin's tone.

Rose was speechless.

She was astounded and shocked as the netizens.

She had just thought that it was a publicity trick used by Franklin.

Hearing Honey's words, she understood why Honey left the villa with that expression.

It turned out that Honey was greatly shocked back then.

Who would have thought that Franklin would do things that ordinary people would do? Washing dishes just didn't sound like his thing.

He was a powerful president.

"Mrs. Maskelyne is a lucky woman," Honey sighed. "I have to learn from Miss Andrews to improve myself and make a name for myself. | must rely on myself, instead of guys." Rose was even more shocked. Glaring at Honey, she asked, "Oh dear, what's going on with you? What put that in your mind?" Rose couldn't be clearer about how spoiled Honey was.

Honey didn't like working.

She was not an excellent actress. But she was not bad. If she worked hard, she would make a difference maybe.

But if she wanted to rely on men, she would become a nobody very soon.

"Isn't it a good thought? | think it is." Honey laughed, "Even Ms. X, the designer of LX, invited me! If | can build a good relationship with the sponsors, | might be chosen to be the brand ambassador. Miss Andrews treats me well, and | can see that she has a good relationship with Ms. X. Last time, she allowed me to take photos with Mr. Maskelyne and her. So, | must prove to Miss Andrews that | am not a scumbag. | have to work hard!" She liked Sylvia.

Sylvia was different from ordinary girls. She was decisive and quick-witted with an impressive aura.

She was very strong, but she never bullied the weak. Instead, she helped them.

She was like the heroines in s.

Honey was surer about it especially when she saw the news about Sylvia on Twitter.

She wanted to approach Sylvia.

Sylvia had a charm that made people want to follow her.

Every inch of her, even her hair, was exuding positivity.

Honey no longer wanted to climb the ladders with shameful means.

She had the support of the Maskelyne Group.

She believed that if she worked hard, the high-ups of the Maskelyne Group would see it and give her the resources.

She wanted to build her life through hard work.

Rose was almost moved to tears by Honey's words. "Girl, don't worry, | promise, | will support you. Even if | can't bring you to the top of the film industry, | will make you famous in the TV industry. Work hard on improving your acting skills, we will definitely reach the top." Honey nodded, her eyes shining. She was looking forward to her bright future.

"Rose, get an acting teacher for me tomorrow. | am going to study. Also, | need a language teacher. | don't want to be a nameless actress for my entire life." After Franklin washed the dishes, he sat down on the sofa and started to work.

Sylvia stood on the balcony, answering a phone call. After a while, she hung up.

Approaching Franklin, she said, "I have to go." Atrace of reluctance flashed in Franklin's deep eyes. He could only get peace when she was around.

"Are you coming back for dinner tonight?" "No." Sylvia subconsciously refused.

"But..." Franklin turned towards Sylvia. "Sweetie, I've been helping you with Otto's stuff and taking care of your grandmother.

Can't you make a pet of me more?" What? He was acting like a child.

Sylvia's body shook.

She was stunned.

"Franklin, don't talk to me in such a disgusting tone, okay?" She felt like throwing up.

Franklin smirked. "Is it disgusting? | think it's okay." Sylvia got goosebumps all over her body, feeling sick.

"Franklin, stop acting like a child!" Franklin raised his eyebrows and slowly smiled, looking warm.

Sylvia was wearing a blue dress, and her soft black hair was tied behind her head like seaweed. Her palm-sized face looked more beautiful.

Franklin's eyes gradually burned. "Sweetie, come back for dinner together. What would you like to cook? How about some fish?" He had even thought of what to eat at dinner...

Sylvia could only give in.

Since he had helped her deal with the Andrews family and take care of Kira, Sylvia sighed, "Go buy the fish in the afternoon. Ask them to clean it." "Okay, my dear wife." Franklin, who had successfully made Sylvia stay at night, was in a happy mood. He was smiling very happily.

No matter how alluring and handsome he was, Sylvia had no time to care about it.

She got it with her labor.

She went out of Townyer Villa.