After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

This was the first time he saw someone refuse Mr. Maskelyne's kindness.

Romeo didn't think anyone else could have the guts to do so.

Next to him, James also widened his eyes.

In his opinion, Franklin was a proud man with dignity.

However, Sylvia overbearingly refused his kindness and turned him down.

James could tell Franklin's face darkened evidently.

However, the next second, Franklin poured a glass of water for Sylvia. "Have some water." Irony flashed through Sylvia's eyes.

They had broken up, and she wondered why he behaved considerately in others’ presence.

With a faint smile, she stood up and said to the two boys without glancing at Franklin, "Let's leave, shall we?" The boys jumped to their feet with flattering smiles. "Sure. Let's go." They felt indeed lucky to sit in SEVEN's car.

Of course, they would leave with her.

A sharp pang rose in Franklin's chest. He pressed his lips together in silence, watching the three leave.

Then he stared at Poppy seriously. "Working in the entertainment business isn't as easy as you've imagined. Since you want to be an actress, you should be ready to bear the consequences. Today, your sister-in-law saved you, and you were lucky.

However, no one could guarantee that you would re-encounter such danger in the future.” "Franklin..." Poppy suddenly lost her appetite.

She didn't expect Franklin to lecture her, feeling upset.

She wanted to be comforted by Sylvia, but Franklin made her leave in anger.

Poppy could tell something was wrong between Franklin and Sylvia.

A few weeks ago, she had thought they would remarry. However, they seemed too distant from each other again.

The cause of Taryn's death had been found, and Sylvia had been proven to be innocent. But Sylvia and Franklin was still on a break.

She felt upset about Taryn's death as well.

However, since childhood, Taryn had stayed with their parents, but Franklin, James, and Poppy didn't. Therefore, they didn't have deep family affection for Taryn.

Compared to Taryn, Sylvia was closer to Poppy.

The more Poppy knew Sylvia, the more she liked Sylvia.

Besides, Sylvia rescued her tonight when Poppy felt her world was collapsing.

However, Sylvia kicked the door open and punished the evil man. How handsome! The more Poppy thought about it, the more upset she became.

For the first time in her life, she plucked up her courage and shouted at Franklin, "You are my oldest brother, but you never reflect on your own faults. You've divorced Sylvia, but after that, you never stop bullying her. You don't trust her. Taryn's death had nothing to do with her. Now you have a falling out with her. Don't you think it's your fault? Your biggest mistake is to divorce Sylvia. You even let your mistresses show off to her and disgust her." "You!" Franklin had never expected Poppy to blame him, as she was always timid in his presence.

Anger, disappointment, and sorrow were on her stubborn face.

Raising her head, Poppy glared at Franklin. Her red, swollen cheeks made him feel sorry.

"Franklin, our family is different than others. We have parents, but they've never taken care of us. If our grandparents hadn't brought us up, we would have died from hunger already. Since our grandparents passed away, Sylvia has been a responsible sister-in-law to James and me. When James fought with Romeo, Sylvia helped him. When James made trouble at school, she also dealt with the matter. Whenever | was in trouble, Sylvia helped me. She also saved me tonight." Poppy failed to repress her emotions anymore. She faked being happy in the presence of Sylvia and James earlier, but suddenly, she broke down and burst into tears in Franklin's presence. "Franklin, why can't you you regain Sylvia's heart? Why did you divorce her?" Franklin was about to chide her but withheld those words upon hearing her words.

He looked at the weeping girl in a daze.

Poppy was still young and had just turned 18 years old. He didn’t care enough about her, so she was in danger.

He had to admit that her words made sense. If it weren't for Sylvia, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Franklin heaved a sigh, his deep-set eyes full of sadness.

Reaching out, he hugged his younger sister for the first time.

Although they were not blood-related, Poppy and James didn't know it.

They always thought he was their biological brother and respected and feared him.

Holding Poppy tight, he stroked her back gently. "It's all my fault, Poppy. I'm sorry. | also owe your sister-in-law an apology. I'm terribly sorry." At this moment, the man of status was the same as an ordinary man.

Poppy stared at him tearfully, feeling inconceivable.

She had significantly suffered today. She regretted it and blamed herself for being stupid to fall into Deshawn'’s trap.

However, she felt lucky as Sylvia had rescued her on time.

"I'll give you a few bodyguards and let an assistant from Maskelyne Entertainment take care of you. Since you've decided to be an actress and your sister-in-law supports you, | won't stop you anymore. However, safety always comes first. You are the daughter of our Maskelyne family. No one can bully you,” Franklin said, ruthlessness flashing through his eyes.

'‘Deshawn Hester, how dare you bully my sister! You're risking your neck." The Wright residence.

Mrs. Wright was helping Jenna pack her things.

"Take more dresses. Those skincare products, too." She felt reluctant after thinking about parting with Jenna for a while.

Brayden gaped at the two big suitcases.

"Mom, why so many things?" "Dresses and clothes in one, and the daily necessities in the other, including Jenna's favorite snacks. You'll go abroad, and the food there is different. I'm afraid Jenna cannot get used to it, so | bought her some snacks." The more Mrs. Wright spoke, the more frustrated she became.

"Brayden and | will return soon, Mrs. Wright," Jenna consoled her, sitting next to her.

They would set off for Aettosa in the afternoon.

In fact, she also felt sad to part from Mrs. Wright.

Mrs. Wright treated her well, taking care of her like her birth mother.

"Let's have lunch." Mrs. Wright patted Jenna's hand, walking toward the dining room.

Soon, the dishes were served.

After seeing her favorite soup, Jenna wore a bright smile. "The soup is yummy!" she remarked.

The soup always reminded her of home.

Mrs. Wright beamed at her. "Sibbie also likes this soup.” Two in the afternoon.

Brayden and Jenna sat in the car, heading for the airport.

Thinking that they would be together for a long while, Jenna felt a bit awkward.

Sitting in the backseat next to Brayden, Jenna dared not to look at him at all.

She peered out the window, pretending she was enjoying the view.