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 she

from nine years ago, my body still retains

the more excited she

did not notice the flow of time and continued to be immersed in carving.

a painful sensation

finger, and she let out a

voice suddenly

was immediately

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

did not know who he called, but the other party answered quickly. Odell said in a low voice, “Bring the first aid kit to

a maid came in with the first

only cut her finger , Sebastian and the maid sighed with relief at the same time. They put down the kit and went

over and took out the disinfectant and Band–aid from inside. First, he cleaned her wound, then he put the Band–aid on her finger and advised her, “Don‘t

voice was grim.

she could not help but ask,” When did

aside as he spoke, then picked up what she had carved. It was a sunflower that was about to take shape, and it was quite exquisite. His

compliment. “I think so too. I originally thought that I wouldn‘t be able to do it.”

at her

say anything, Sylvia asked,