Master Odell’s Secret Ex-Wife

Chapter 1047 She observed the painting for a while before moving off to where the sculpting tools were and went to work. 

The day passed quickly. Night soon fell and it was time for bed. 

When she returned to the bedroom from the third floor, she saw Odell and Flint‘s figures lying on the bed. 

Flint was sleeping soundly next to Odell. Just like yesterday, the man leaned against the bedboard while reading a book. 

When Sylvia entered , he smiled and looked at her. “Are you done?” 

Sylvia grunted. 

He put down the book and got out of bed. It seemed like he was heading out. 

Sylvia immediately asked, “Where are you going?” He replied, “To the guest room.” 

Why was he scuttling away to the guest room? She did not tell him to leave. She became slightly upset and said in an accusing tone, “You were lying down already. Why are you going to the guest room?” Odell approached her with a somber expression. “Didn‘t 

you tell me this morning that I‘m not allowed to sleep here again?” 

Sylvia was speechless. She suddenly seemed troubled and consumed by guilt. Odell looked at her for a few seconds , and upon noting her silence, he was prepared to walk past her and leave the room. 

When Sylvia noticed that he was going to go, she quickly explained , “I was just upset at the time. I thought that you were getting angry at Flint which is why I said all that.” 

turned to her. “What do you mean? What

say?” 

said this with great solemnity, not understanding what

stammered, “Y-you know, I got upset and

and approached her. His large figure

stepped back instinctively.

intention of stopping. Eventually, Sylvia backed into a wall with nowhere else to go. She looked at him unnervingly.

with his finger, a

Sylvia stayed quiet. 

to say anything.” With that, she zipped her lips and remained silent. Odell chuckled softly and

lips pressed together, and the dim lights inside the room gave the outline of their figures

kiss that lasted an eternity , the silence in the room

picked her up

her eyes seemed to sparkle. Underneath the

suffocate Sylvia with kisses. He advanced toward the bed with her in his

shoving at him. “Odell, Flint is still...”

he wakes up?”

“He won‘t.”