After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

She bought some beef, pork, eggplant, carrots, and some other vegetables.

Sylvia was picking up the food in front, and Franklin happily followed with a doting smile.

Jasper, who followed with the shopping cart, thought that Franklin looked like a fool.

While following Sylvia, the fool took out his mobile phone and took a picture of the woman picking ingredients.

She was in a blue dress, which revealed her slender calves. Her earrings were of the same color. And her dark hair scattered on her back. She looked extremely beautiful.

She was stunning.

Even her back made people blush.

Franklin couldn't help showing off.

The picture alone was not enough.

So...

In the middle of the day, Franklin once again made Sylvia's name on the trending topics.

He donated 110 million dollars to Keturah philanthropic foundation.

He posted a picture of Sylvia's back on his Twitter and wrote, "My wife likes to do charity, what else can | do than donating!" Not long ago, Sylvia donated 110 million dollars in the name of the Maskelyne Group.

Franklin donated another 110 million dollars.

What a public display of affection! It was so sweet that it made others envious.

"Damn! They are so rich!" "Mr. Maskelyne donated 110 million dollars to show his love for Mrs. Maskelyne. Wow!" "Mr. Maskelyne's way of showing affection is really different.” "I'm fainting." "I have never seen so much money in my entire life!" Mr. Maskelyne was in a good mood. He didn't give a damn about money.

Money was nothing to him.

Sylvia, who was now being discussed online, had no idea of what Franklin had done.

She had picked the ingredients and some seasonings.

She went to the cashier with Franklin.

Some customers scrolled through Twitter and read the tending topics.

They stared at Sylvia and Franklin in shock. But unfortunately, Jasper stood behind them, blocking them tightly.

Sylvia lowered her head, her long hair covering her face so people couldn't see her well.

So, they only captured a picture of Franklin and Sylvia lining up behind their back.

The pictures were immediately posted on Twitter.

"Shit! | saw Mr. Maskelyne and Mrs. Maskelyne. Mrs. Maskelyne is so beautiful just from the back." This tweet immediately caught people's eyes.

"Which supermarket are they in? The big boss goes to the supermarket too?" "They bought a lot of food? Mrs. Maskelyne cooks by herself. Oh my God! What a surprise! Mrs. Maskelyne is a billionaire. They have many servants at home. Yet his wife cooks for him in person! What a perfect wife!" "I'm jealous. Mr. Maskelyne is so lucky to marry a pretty lady.” "Let me guess, what's Mrs. Maskelyne going to cook? Beef with carrots? Meat with vermicelli?" "No way, they also bought some vegetables." The guy who posted the picture had no fans.

No one paid attention to him before.

But after the tweet, he got tens of thousands of fans in minutes.

He even wanted to be an influencer.

He liked photography. But he was just an average photographer, better than ordinary people maybe, but not worth mentioning in the same breath as professional photographers.

However, since he had fans, he decided to post some of his works.

So, he posted many pictures that he took.

Unexpectedly, some of his fans loved those pictures.

Some praised him. Some retweeted.

Soon, he got over 100,000 followers.

He became a photography blogger.

The young man was so excited. Some companies invited him to advertise for them. Although the prices were not very high, he finally got some income.

He hadn't had any income for a long time. He had been eating instant noodles these days.

He spent all his time on photography. His parents didn't support him.

He was so excited.

The Maskelyne couple changed his life.

Sylvia returned to Townyer Villa with Franklin.

Jasper put down the food and sat down on the sofa, waiting for orders.

Franklin followed Sylvia into the kitchen. Looking at the suited Franklin, Sylvia lifted her eyebrows. "Go get changed. Also, bring me the apron.” Franklin did it at once.

He was as obedient as a boy from kindergarten.

He listened to whatever she said.

He liked to be ordered by Sylvia now. He was never tired of her orders.

He wished she would never stop ordering him.

He liked being with Sylvia, inhaling the same air as her.

He felt so comfortable.

Sylvia took the apron and was about to put it on.

She raised her hand.

Yet the next second, Franklin wrapped her in his arms.

Sylvia froze, trying to push him away.

Franklin said in a low and magnetic voice, "Don't move. ['ll tie it up for you." He helped her put on the apron.

She could almost feel the man's slender fingers moving behind her waist.

His clear and familiar breath lingered in her nose.

Franklin was very tall. Slightly bent, he could see Sylvia's smooth and delicate skin.

Her long eyelashes were trembling slightly, like a butterfly that wanted to fly.

"Is it done?" Sylvia's mouth was dry.

The man's fervent eyes fell on her face, which disturbed her.

She was thinking wildly when her lips suddenly turned hot.

Franklin sealed her lips with a gentle kiss.

Sylvia's heart skipped a beat.

She wanted to push him away, but he grabbed her palm, turned around, and pressed her thin body against the wall of the kitchen.

The coldness of the wall made Sylvia twist her body.

Franklin hugged her tightly while kissing. He was enjoying the moment.

The kiss was intimate and tender, completely different from the domineering and plundering way he kissed her in the past.

Sylvia was a little surprised.

When did this man change? But soon, Franklin got impatient. His breathing became heavier and heavier, and his movements became more and more urgent.

He started to conquer her.

Sylvia shoved him away and tidied her hair, "Do you still want to eat?" Her voice was husky, and her face flushed like red cherries.