Semua Bab Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife: Bab 421 - Bab 430

Sylvia’s pale lips stayed tightly closed, her eyes utterly devoid of feelings. It was clear that she planned to ignore Odell entirely. He shouted, “Answer me!” Sylvia’s mouth remained closed. Odell lowered his head so that their gazes met and he was so close that the tips of their noses were touching. With a low voice, he spat, “So you plan to never talk to me again?” Sylvia kept silent. Odell was so infuriated that his veins were about to pop. However, Sylvia seemed calm and completely unbothered. It was as if whatever Odell had said just went in one ear and out the other. Odell was at his wit’s end but his hands were tied. He let go of Sylvia and walked toward Madam Carter’s room. The same as what he had been doing the past few days. Sylvia did not stay either. She turned her wheelchair around and returned to the bedroom. … In the afternoon, on the same day. Sylvia was making a wood carving in the yard when Tara walked in through the gate. As soon as T

Odell glowered at Sylvia before he ordered the bodyguard, “Watch her and do not let her into the house.” The bodyguard immediately tailed after Sylvia. Odell rushed to Tara and watched as Dr. Forger dressed her wound. The doctor was quick and efficient. He disinfected the wound, stopped the blood, and dressed it up. Once he was done, Tara’s hand was wrapped up in a clean bandage. The doctor then instructed, “Ms. Avery, you must rest more. Before the wound scabs, you mustn't let it touch water.” Tara obediently answered, “Understood. Thank you, Dr. Forger.” “It’s my pleasure.” The doctor bid goodbye to Odell before leaving. Tara gazed at Odell. “Odell, I’m fine. Please stop worrying.” Odell hummed a reply before looking toward Sylvia. Tara did the same. However, all they saw was Sylvia leaning back against her wheelchair with her eyes closed. It seemed as if she had fallen asleep. Odell and Tara were at a loss of words. The atmosphere was dreadfully awkward

Looking at Tara’s sour expression, Sylvia added, “Tara Avery, you’ve done so many things yet Odell still refuses to divorce me. Even if you’re not upset, I’m upset for you.” The fake smile on Tara’s face disappeared instantly. She glared venomously at Sylvia and spat, “Odell’s just thinks of you as entertainment. Once he grows bored of you, he’ll definitely divorce you and make your life a living hell!” “You’re right.” Sylvia laughed lightly. “But he’s unwilling to divorce me now, so he won’t be with you officially.” “You… You b*tch!” Tara was trembling with rage. She wanted nothing more than to beat Sylvia up, but there were bodyguards everywhere so she could only resist her violent urges. Sylvia chuckled. “Tara, if you’re really that capable, you’d better convince Odell to divorce me soon. Otherwise,” Sylvia paused, a cold smile on her face, before continuing, “as long as I’m alive, as long as I can breathe, I’ll repay what you did to me tenfold.” Sylvia’s tone was gentle

Odell glanced at her before picking up his cutlery to eat. Sylvia started eating as well, taking big bites as she went along. While she was not exactly crude, she was not exactly eating elegantly either. Sylvia quickly finished her food. She then set down her spoon and turned around to begin moving back into her wheelchair. Odell furrowed his eyebrows at her. “You’re done eating?” “Yes.” He pursed his lips at her short reply. Sylvia then wheeled herself back into her bedroom. Odell instantly lost all his appetite so he stood up and went to Madam Carter’s room. He sat down on the chair by her bed and looked at Madam Carter. Then, he asked Violet, “What has she been doing recently?” Odell was obviously referring to Sylvia. Violet replied, “Mrs. Carter has been making wood carvings recently.” “Nothing else?” Violet answered, “Besides making wood carvings, Mrs. Carter only eats and sleeps.” Odell’s eyebrows knit tightly together. After spending a bit more time

Odell ended the call and put his phone back into his pocket. Then, he looked at Sylvia. At this moment, Sylvia was on the floor picking up her wood carvings. The desk was still flipped over so Sylvia tried to lift it up with one hand while she tried to grab the wooden crown with the other. However, as the desk was heavy, she could not hold it up for long. It crashed back down and landed on her hand with a thud. Sylvia flinched in pain and quickly pulled her hand away. Odell rushed to kneel by her side and moved to take her injured hand so that he could have a look. As soon as he touched Sylvia, she withdrew her hand away from him. Odell furrowed his eyebrows. “Let me see your hand.” “I don’t need you to care,” Sylvia spat before continuing to pick her things up from the floor. There was a red mark running across the back of her hand from the impact. However, it seemed normal so it was probably nothing to worry about. Odell took one last look at Sylvia before stand