Master Odell’s Secret Ex-Wife

Chapter 568

Sylvia glared at him with a flush. Odell grinned. “This is the punishment for letting him touch your nose.” Sylvia widened her eyes at him. 

Odell then released her hands and waist with a mischievous smile. 

Sylvia bolted up and took a few steps back from him. Her eyes remained glaring at him as she said, “Odell, I can agree to whatever request you come up with today but please follow the terms we agreed on the divorce papers. Don’t break your promise.” Odell got up. Seemingly in a good mood, he shot an amused gaze at her and said, “As long as you listen to me, I’ll keep my promise.” 

the man in her heart until

the TV that she had been watching, the girl truly believed adults must kiss for a long time before separating. She thought she would have to sleep early with her brother tonight as her mother would be busy kissing her father. “Yeah, we’re done.” Sylvia went over and sat down beside the girl. Isabel had a glance at the door. “Where’s the baddie?” “He left. He has work to do.” “Okie dokey,” Isabel murmured with protruded lips. Sylvia stroked her head and then looked

her playing with his little toy. He looked quiet as if he did not

had to cheer him up or explain herself out of guilt. She felt relieved to have such an understanding boy. She accompanied them until they fell asleep before she returned to her own room. Right before she went into the bathroom for a shower, her phone rang. It was from

I scare

when she saw the message

are you talking about?” Sylvia decided to play dumb. If she acknowledged what he said, it would mean she acknowledged his feelings for her. She could never develop a relationship with Thomas. She had no intentions to hurt him. He saved her and helped her multiple times. He was not only a savior to her but also a close friend, like Sherry. After much careful consideration, she decided to try her best to maintain the fragile layer of ambiguity. Two minutes later, Thomas replied, “Nothing.” The chat ended without a result. Sylvia sighed a breath of relief. “Thomas, good night.” “Good night.” Sylvia put her phone down and took a shower. Meanwhile outside her house, there was a tall figure standing under the tree diagonally opposite the street. The street lamp failed to shine through the leaves, hence leaving the man’s cold expression in the dark He stared at Sylvia’s window