Master Odell’s Secret Ex-Wife

Chapter 966 

Sylvia played with the three little ones until the evening. 

In the evening, Isabel and Liam both had a piano lesson. Aunt Tonya brought Flint to bed. 

Sylvia went to the third floor by herself. There was a big room with three walls facing the sun. 

At this time of the day, the orange sunset slanted from the west and landed on the neat and clean table, the floor, and the painting and carving tools on the table. 

Aunt Tonya had told her about this place, saying that it was a workshop specially prepared for her. 

Although Sylvia had no memory of this place, she had a familiar feeling as soon as she stepped inside. She could not help but look at the complete sets of painting tools, and the two paintings hanging on the wall. 

The paintings were framed. Both of them were landscapes, and the artist‘s signature stamp on the bottom read: Sunflower. The signature stamp was placed in a box in a corner of the table. 

Sylvia lifted her hand to touch it, but when she remembered that one of these things belonged to her nine years ago, she quickly withdrew her hand again. 

Then, she walked around the table, went to the other side where the carving tools were placed, and sat down. She picked up a small wood block with one hand, the carving knife with the 

other, and carved aimlessly. 

quite smoothly. It seemed that

crossed over from nine years ago,

Sylvia carved, the more excited

She did not notice the flow of time

as she carved, a painful sensation suddenly shot up her wrist. She had accidentally scratched

oozed from her finger, and she let out a hiss of pain.

happened?” A man‘s anxious voice

immediately startled again.

and picked up her cut finger. After examining it, he took out his cell and made a

he called, but the other party answered quickly. Odell said

instantly, Sebastian and a maid came in with the

cut her finger , Sebastian and the maid sighed with relief at the same time.

kit over and took out the disinfectant and Band–aid from inside. First, he cleaned her

voice was grim.

eyes lit up, and she could not help but ask,” When

spoke, then picked up what she had carved. It was a sunflower that was about to

I originally thought that I wouldn‘t be

her

asked, “What are you looking