After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 62

She went back to Pearlhall Villa after she woke up.

The servants were checking Twitter too.

"Mr. Maskelyne and Ms. Andrews are a good match."

"It's a pity they got divorced."

"I think Mr. Maskelyne has bad taste. His mistresses are the dramatic type. They are far from Ms.

Andrews."

"That's right, Ms. Andrews even got this group of big guys to listen to her. Not everyone can do that."

Sylvia went downstairs to find something to eat and heard the chatters.

She was speechless, "You guys don't have anything to do?"

"Miss Andrews..." The servants looked up in surprise. When they saw Sylvia standing behind them, Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

they hurriedly scattered.

But after seeing the teeth marks on Sylvia's face, which was a little funny, one of the servants said

boldly, "Miss Andrews, should I boil an egg for you?"

"What for?" Sylvia said very badly.

"It helps to heal your swollen face."

"Okay, I want ten!" Sylvia then took some pastries from the refrigerator and turned upstairs.

She was not going out these days!

When Logan came back, he couldn't help laughing when he saw the "love mark" on Sylvia's face.

Sylvia glared at him, "I'll hit you if you dare to laugh again!"

What was so funny?

Franklin was slapped in the face too.

"You guys must have had an exciting night." Logan still couldn't stop laughing.

"Don't you dare laugh again!" Sylvia grabbed the tissue box and threw it at Logan.

Logan dodged neatly, "Don't! Boss, keep the mark on your face. It's very pretty."

"Get lost!" Sylvia scolded angrily.

"Miss Andrews, don't move." The servant quickly grabbed Sylvia with a boiled egg in her hand. She

gently rolled the egg on the teeth marks on Sylvia's face.

Sylvia stopped moving immediately.

Logan craned his neck to take a look, then came over and watched her closely. "He bites really hard!

The mark looks so deep. But could it disappear by the day of the charity party?"

"Do you think I will still be your companion after what you've done just now? You are dreaming!" Sylvia

sneered.

Logan was lost for words.

He regretted having laughed at Sylvia.

At this time, Sylvia got a video call.

She grabbed the phone from the table. It was Franklin

She knew how crazy he was. He would keep calling her until she answered the call.

Or perhaps, he would come over directly.

That day he came to Pearlhall Villa by helicopter. She had to call the community to let him in.

No one could do anything when he lost his mind.

So, Sylvia had to answer the call.

"What are you doing?"

"I've just stepped out of the shower. Have you taken yours?"

Franklin was wiping his hair, topless. He got nice muscles, and under the light, he looked very hot.

His wet hair made him even wilder.

"What's wrong with you? What does it have to do with you if I've taken my shower?" Sylvia said angrily.

"If there is nothing, bye."

"Wait..." Franklin hurriedly stopped her, "There is a charity party in a few days, can you come with me?"

Sylvia sneered, "Sorry, No. I'm just your ex-wife, I don't deserve to be around you, I bet Miss Evans and

Ms. Honey are both waiting for your invitation."

After speaking, she hung up.

After rejecting Franklin, she felt great.

That was how a divorced couple should treat each other.

She didn't want to be in the same room with him.

Her mind would be much clearer when he was not around.

The feeling of being controlled was unpleasant.

Franklin, who was hung up, threw the towel in his hand to the ground.

His swollen face became even uglier.

The woman who was still obediently in his arms last night became ruthless again.

She was the representative of ruthlessness.

Sylvia huddled at home for a few days.

It was Friday in the blink of an eye.

At noon, Logan came back from the company in person, almost on his knees to beg Sylvia.

Sylvia lazily agreed to attend the charity party with him.

Everybody knew that Logan had a goddess. If Sylvia didn't show up, Logan would become the

laughingstock.

It was five in the afternoon.

Logan invited a special styling team to Pearlhall Villa.

It was seven o'clock in the afternoon.

Sylvia had just finished styling, she opened her eyes lazily, and asked the maid to bring the meal.

After eating some fruits and snacks, she had some tea.

Then she got up and went downstairs.

The styling team was stunned.

They serve many top actors and actresses as well as some rich and powerful people.

Among them, some had an outstanding appearance. Some got great temperament…

But no one had all those combined except Sylvia.

A male stylist behind hurriedly said, "Miss Andrews, please be careful while walking down the stairs."

He leaned over to smooth Sylvia's dress.

Sylvia smiled, "Thanks for the reminder."

Turning around again, she saw Logan standing not far away.

Logan watched her smile slowly disappear from the corner of her lips. Her eyebrows looked perfect.

She was shining.

She looked different than usual!

Logan swallowed his saliva. He knew Sylvia was beautiful, but he was still stunned.

No wonder Franklin was still pestering her even after the divorce.

Sylvia was as beautiful as Helen of Troy, who can cause war.

As the president of longevity Pharmaceuticals, Logan attended various occasions and knew all kinds of

people from the upper class. The styling team he hired was naturally top-notch.

Sylvia didn't look in the mirror, so she didn't know what she was like now.

It was eight p.m.

Their car arrived at SpiritFord Hotel on time.

A long red carpet had been laid out at the entrance of the banquet, and the venue had also been

decorated magnificently, with attendants in uniforms shuttling back and forth.

The reporters had been waiting outside.

Cars stopped one after another. Men in suits and women in exquisite dresses walked onto the red

carpet.

Many of them were famous celebrities and big shots in showbiz.

To participate in a charity dinner, of course, they had prepared something for the auction.

Logan looked at these stars and said, "The Wilson family holds a charity party every year, and it is now

the tenth time. It has a good reputation. The Wilson philanthropic foundation is highly praised

throughout H Rovirsa. Almost all of the top billionaires in the industry, as well as celebrities and small

businesses, are flocking to it. It's an honor to be invited to the Wilson charity party."

Sylvia lowered her eyebrows and said, "I hope the Wilson Group is really that generous."

Logan didn't understand what she meant.

Sylvia didn't speak anymore, when she heard Logan say again, "I prepared a jadeite for your lot."