Master Odell’s Secret Ex-Wife

Chapter 156 

Tristan’s expression darkened. 

After Sylvia walked away, he bowed his head in despair. 

Tristan did not move. 

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After a while, he looked up at Bruce and Catherine. His usually warm and clear eyes were now tinged with a red light. He said, “Are you satisfied now? She’ll never accept me again.” 

Bruce and Catherine froze. 

After a while, Catherine said softly, “We were wrong, Tristan. Let’s go home first. We’ll talk about it when we get back.” 

Tristan ignored her, turned around, and walked toward the road. His head was bowed, and his back looked very forlorn in the setting sun. Bruce and Catherine were worried and immediately chased after him. 

At that moment, in a luxury sports car in a parking lot not far away, Odell sat in the driver’s seat with a cigarette in his hand. 

halfway down. His deep gaze looked at Tristan’s distant figure, then at the direction in which Sylvia left. He took a drag of the cigarette. White smoke spilled out from his lips and rose up to mingle

When she looked in the direction he was

long time, when Bruce and Catherine took Tristan away, and Sylvia and Sherry’s car also left, she

withdrew his gaze, put out the cigarette, threw

the traffic, headed in the direction of Lake Victoria Villa.

attend to in the evening. I won’t accompany you for dinner

voice was

face paled. After being with him for so many years, she more or

to do because he doesn’t want to accompany me. Is it because I humiliated him by falling off the stage in public today? Or was it because that b*tch, Sylvia, was too eye-catching? ‘Or, did he think of something else?

did not dare to ask and

Sylvia back to her own home.

a wheelchair, her eyes reddened and she asked in tears, “Syl, what happened to your leg?” Sylvia replied with a smile, “I’m fine. I just accidentally injured my legs two days ago.

Why would I

me to marry someone, but they didn’t succeed.” “That’s good.” Aunt Tonya sighed again. “It’s all my fault. I’m old and useless. I must have made you anxious these few days.” Sylvia immediately frowned. “Aunt Tonya, this isn’t your fault. Don’t blame yourself.”

me, Aunt Tonya wouldn’t have been kidnapped. However, the real people to blame should be the ones who plotted to kidnap her: Emmanuel, Dona, Sonia, Bruce,

myself. Don’t get angry. It’s bad for your health.” Sylvia pulled herself from her thoughts and asked, “Aunt Tonya, did they do anything to you these past few days?” “No. I was locked up in a basement one day, then I was taken to a house. They never laid a hand on me and also brought me food regularly. They just locked the doors and windows tightly so that I couldn’t escape.” Aunt Tonya

chose her words carefully as she