Master Odell’s Secret Ex-Wife

Chapter 143 

‘Her face is blue from the cold, and her mouth is trembling as she’s speaking. How can she still laugh? She still refuses to lower her head and beg for my help!’ Odell’s expression sank. After giving her a glance, he took a step to the side. Tara did not rush to follow him. After he left, she said, “Sylvia, you can’t win against me.” The corners of her mouth curled up, and her whole face was filled with a grin of delight as she watched Sylvia’s wretchedness and despair. Sylvia’s gaze was chilly as she clenched her fists. She forced herself to remain calm and ask,” You were also the one who pushed for my marriage with Michael, weren’t you?” 

Tara smiled pleasantly. “That’s right. I told Sonia to do it. What are you going to do about it?” 

Sylvia gritted her teeth coldly. 

Tara laughed. “Hehe. I’ll leave you here now. Odell booked us a table at a romantic restaurant. Well, I’m off to have dinner with him.” 

After laughing, she chased after Odell’s distant figure. Sylvia’s body was still trembling. She picked up her phone with shaking hands and fumbled to dial Sherry’s number. 

the window and stared outside. Her face was pale, and her eyes had no focus at all. Sherry looked at her worriedly. “Syl, eat something. Aunt Tonya hasn’t been found yet. You’ve got to look after your body.” Sylvia gazed at her. “I’m fine. I just want some time alone. You can go work on your stuff. Don’t worry about me.” Sherry sighed. “Okay, I’ll be in the living room outside. Call me if

went out and closed the door

became quiet at once.

out the window and began to replay what happened since she came

it was because Odell misunderstood Tristan and me, and prevented me from visiting my children, being targeted by the Ledgers and the Rosses, falling because of Michael and hurting my legs, being pushed into the fish pond by Sonia and humiliated in public… All these events

came back to Westchester City because I wanted to see my children more often. Why did this

when she pushes me to the brink?’

warm sunlight, her vision

years ago, I let Odell slap me 60 times. I managed to survive

raised her hand to pick up her phone and opened an