Master Odell’s Secret Ex-Wife

Chapter 212 Odell swept a glance at Sylvia and proceeded to take Isabel into his arms while turning to the housekeeper, “Maxworth, prep dinner.” The butler proceeded to the kitchen. 

Madam Carter finally quieted down and turned to Sylvia. “Syl, bring Liam here to join us for dinner.” “Alright, Grandmother.” Sylvia quickly carried Liam and sat with the madam herself. Meanwhile, Odell took Isabel and sat across from Sylvia. The dinner was rather lively and everything was progressing civilly. After dinner, Sylvia spent time playing with Isabel and Liam as she always did before she took them to their bedroom and put them to bed. She only come out after they fell asleep. 

Madam Carter and the housekeeper had gone to rest some time ago, so only Odell remained in the living room. She pretended to not notice him and walked quickly outside. “Stop,” he suddenly called after her. She pretended not to hear and continued advancing. Just when she seemed like she was about to step out of the living room, the faint glimmer of a large shadow cast over her from behind. She felt her neck tightening. Odell grabbed her by the back of her collar and hissed grimly, “Are you deaf? Didn‘t you hear 

me?” 

Sylvia jerked her neck and asked in a discontent manner, “Do you need something?” 

“Turn around.” He released his grip on her collar. 

Sylvia knew that she could not outrun him. She took a few steps forward before turning around and regarded him with a pointed look from roughly two meters away. 

then he started solemnly, “Come

still. “If you have something to say, now‘s your

looked at her severely. “I‘ll count to three. You decide for yourself.” His idle face was thinly veiled with hostility. Sylvia thought of Isabel and Liam and

“Right in front of me.” Sylvia took some liberty with her wording. “Odell, isn‘t it inappropriate for us to

private like this?” 

her pleas and cast

annoy you to no end? What the hell happened to

looked puzzled and deeply troubled.

everything she said and continued frowning

“Get out.” It was precisely what Sylvia was waiting for. The moment he uttered those words, she had already run a couple of meters away

out of the door in

thickset, gloomy cloud appeared

...... 

the school holidays, Liam and Isabel no longer

next day, their tiny figures dashed toward her