After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Aldo gaped when Sylvia rolled her eyes at Franklin. She looked impatient and snapped, "Be patient. I'll give one to you someday." He couldn't believe he'd seen a woman who was bold enough to roll her eyes at the horrible Mr. Maskelyne.

Immediately, Aldo worshiped Sylvia.

Then he noticed Jasper was calm, as if he had been used to it.

Aldo calmed himself down, holding Jenna's hand, heading for his car.

Behind them, Franklin said mellowly, "You promised me. You cannot go back on your word." "I won't," Sylvia replied in irritation.

"I want it tomorrow.” "I'm busy." "The day after?" "You are so fucking annoying, Franklin Maskelyne. Shut up!" Sylvia growled at him.

Franklin buttoned his lip and muttered aggrievedly, "All right. Let me know if you've finished it." Overhearing their conversation, Aldo was afraid his heart would pop out of his chest.

He wondered if he had misheard anything.

When they returned downtown, it was past nine in the evening.

Sylvie was so starving that her belly growled. They went to Royal Galaxy Restaurant.

When the lobby manager caught sight of Sylvia, he excitedly showed them the way.

Royal Galaxy Restaurant's business was booming as usual.

Aldo said politely, "Miss Andrews, thank you so much today. Dinner is on me." Franklin lifted an eyebrow, unwilling to let another man pay for Sylvia. He responded aggressively and bossily, "I'm in charge of Sylvia's bill. Mr. Carson, you should only pay for Jenna's bill." Aldo looked at Franklin in confusion, wondering if the latter hinted at going dutch with him.

Embarrassed, Sylvia nudged Franklin, and he showed his teeth in pain.

"Ignore him, Mr. Carson. He's kidding." Franklin retorted unhappily, "No, I'm not." Sylvia snapped, "Shush!" Then she beamed at Aldo, "Mr. Carson, Jenna, what would you like to have? Please go ahead to order." Jenna feared Franklin, but the dishes served in Royal Galaxy Restaurant were delicious. She loved them.

She plucked up all her courage, ordered two of her favorites, and then she ordered another two on Aldo's behalf.

Grazing her head, Sylvia asked, "Any more dishes?" "No... No, thanks." Jenna blushed slightly, feeling her touch.

She looked at Sylvia in trust and admiration.

Aldo was delighted by the scene, thinking that Sylvia could probably help cure Jenna's autism.

However, Franklin felt annoyed, his face dark. He disliked anyone or anything that distracted Sylvia's attention.

“Just a girl. Why is Sylvia so fond of her? Sylvia even touched her head. Why doesn't she touch mine?" Franklin's hair shampoo was from an internationally famous brand, and his hair was clean, fragrant, and of good quality.

The dishes were served soon.

Aldo was impressed again. Franklin hardly ate anything but kept picking up food for Sylvia.

Seemingly he was fond of piling the food up on Sylvia's plate.

Sylvia was overeaten, so she had to interrupt Franklin. She rudely poured all the food onto his plate and said expressionlessly, "I'm full. Finish them." Aldo widened his eyes, swallowing hard.

In fear, Jenna tightened her grip on the knife and fork. Her heart tightened.

She was afraid Franklin would blow up on Sylvia.

However, the man of status smiled, lowering his head to eat the food.

He finished all food from Sylvia's plate, including the bitten and leftovers.

His table manner was excellent. His every movement reminded others of a prince from the oil painting.

'He even didn't resist. He seems so happy to finish Miss Andrews’ leftovers and enjoy them." Aldo recalled Franklin's gaze on him in the suburbia earlier.

Comparing that image with this man who enjoyed Sylvia's leftovers, he doubted if they were utterly two men, feeling shocked.

Jenna secretly breathed a sigh of relief and withdrew her worried gaze.

They could tell Franklin treated Sylvia differently, as if she was unique to him.

Aldo recalled Mrs. Maskelyne. Thinking of Sylvia's kindness to Jenna, he wondered what Mrs. Maskelyne would do after knowing how Franklin treated Sylvia.

The food made Franklin satisfied. Anything relevant to Sylvia would delight him.

He wasn't blind. Seeing Aldo dote on Jenna by picking food for her frequently, Franklin realized Aldo might have a crush on Jenna.

Lifting an eyebrow, he withdrew his gaze from them. Then it fell on Sylvia's face.

The light from the chandelier made her stunning.

The lobby manager served them two desserts. He darted at Sylvia and Jenna with a warm smile. "Miss Andrews, this young lady looks similar to you. What a coincidence!" His words made Sylvia slightly taken aback.

She raised her head to check on Jenna.

The latter blushed scarlet after hearing his words. She glanced at Sylvia shyly, bowed her head, and munched her food.

A hint of alert flashed through Aldo's eyes. Aldo studied Sylvia's look and darted at Jenna.

The former was like a blossoming rose, and the latter was like a flower bud.

Their eyes and brows were alike. However, their temperaments were different, so only a few people would think they looked similar to each other.

Franklin secretly disagreed with the lobby manager. How could a timid girl be like Sylvia? He wondered if the lobby manager was blind.

Sylvia was intrigued. She studied Jenna's blushed face and chuckled jokingly, "If | had such a younger sister, | would spoil her." Franklin frowned unhappily.

He sat next to Sylvia, but she didn't dote on him.

She even wished to have a younger sister.

Franklin snorted.

After dinner, he gave Sylvia a ride to Pearlhall Villa.