Master Odell’s Secret Ex-Wife

Chapter 166 Odell continued to eat, moving gracefully and slowly. At the rate he was eating, he would only finish the meal at night. Sylvia really wanted to grab some of the food. However, she also had her dignity. After a moment of depression, she first sent a message to Tom, asking him to pick up Aunt Tonya, and ordered him to get takeaway for herself. The Elysian House‘s take–out only served super VIP customers, so Sylvia naturally could not order it. Thus, she ordered an extra–large serving of stew from another restaurant. The stew was made quickly and delivered less than half an hour after she placed the order. She wrote the consignee‘s name as Odell. Thus, when the meal arrived, the receptionist had it brought up directly. “Master Carter, the stew you ordered has arrived.” The staff pushed open the door. Odell was stunned. Sylvia quickly said, “It‘s mine. Thanks for bringing it up for me.” The staff froze but still gave the meal to Sylvia, and then swiftly retreated. Sylvia immediately pushed his meal toward him and put down her large pot of stew on the table. 

After lifting the lid, the aromatic smell wafted over. A variety of meat and vegetables floated on the plastic bowl. Sylvia took out the disposable spoon and ate. Odell looked at the oil–soaked food being swallowed by her and frowned tightly. He instantly lost his appetite. He put down his chopsticks and looked at her coldly. Sylvia quickly noticed his gaze and looked at him in confusion. “Why are you glaring at me?” He glanced at her pot of stew and said in a cold voice, “Throw that out.” His eyes were filled with disgust. Sylvia said irritably, “This is my lunch.” “Then, eat it outside.” 

She did not want to look at his sour face, but what if he shut the door and refused to let her back in after she left? 

She thought about it and said, “If you promise to let me see the children, I‘ll take it out immediately.” Odell gave her a side glance and ignored her. 

he did not move at

at him and asked, “Aren‘t you going to eat?” He gave her a dark look. “Do you think I still have an appetite?” Sylvia curled the corners of her mouth up, reached out, and grabbed some sausages, a plate of ribs, and a cup of freshly squeezed juice that he had not touched yet, and enjoyed

speechless. “This damned woman. I really want to throw her out with her stew!‘

ate happily, not noticing his eyes that seemed to want to kill her. She had to admit that the food from the Elysian House was superb. After eating two bites of the ribs, she