Master Odell’s Secret Ex-Wife

Chapter 1322 

Odell frowned. 

Horrified, Shermaine immediately apologized, “I‘m sorry, sir! I didn‘t... I‘m so sorry.” She bent over, intending to wipe his pants. 

Odell bolted up immediately, causing her to bump into his crotch. The office went quiet. 

“What are you two doing?” 

A cold voice broke the silent atmosphere in the office. 

Odell pushed Shermaine away and turned to the door. 

Shermaine staggered backward and then nervously looked at the door. 

Sylvia was at the door with the food container in her hand. Her hair was pulled back neatly, revealing her delicate and elegant facial features, but there was a brazen frostiness on her face. 

Her body froze. She had come to visit and bring him 

Chapter 1322 

Odell frowned. 

Horrified, Shermaine immediately apologized, “I‘m sorry, sir! I didn‘t... I‘m so sorry.” She bent over, intending to wipe his pants. 

Odell bolted up immediately causing her to bump into his crotch. The office went quiet. 

“What are you two doing?” 

voice broke the silent atmosphere in the

away and turned to the

then nervously looked at the

was pulled back neatly, revealing her delicate and elegant facial features, but

to visit and bring him  dinner, but she

his eyes narrowed. Just when he was about to speak, Shermaine beat him

accidentally spilled it on him. I tried to help wipe it, but Master Carter stood up, and I bumped into him. It’s not what you think!” Her explanation was accurate, which relieved the nervousness

accept the

fueled her

hold a flask of water properly? You just have to spill it on him and  coincidentally bump into him?”

her face. “I… I really

her. “Do you think I’ll

secretary for a multinational company CEO, she  could

considering the fact that

the situation but failed to find the appropriate words. All she could do was stand there helplessly with

LIITIL 

on her face reminded Sylvia of Tara.

can‘t even hold a flask properly and affected your work. I believe

LLL LLL 

shifted. She turned to Odell, her

and said gruffly, “She didn‘t do it on purpose.”

Shermaine bumped into him,

because Shermaine was great as a secretary, or was it

developed feelings for

of anger spread across her body. Sylvia clenched her fists and asked,

the truth. She didn‘t do it on purpose, whether it‘s the flask or bumping into me.” He appeared stern, especially

her eyes. It had been three years since they lived a good life together, and he had never once