Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife

Chapter 623

Sylvia continued to purse her lips as she stayed silent.

Thomas suddenly laughed out loud, the sound of his laughter was soft but full of satisfaction. Immediately after that, he pulled Sylvia into his arms. He did it very gently, as if Sylvia was a precious vase that was extremely fragile. Sylvia was not used to being in such close contact with him and instinctively felt the urge to push him away. However, the moment she touched him she could feel the abnormal heat emanating from his body.

He was still feverish.

Frowning, she drew her hand back. After allowing him to hold her for a while, she insisted again, “Thomas, it’s time for you to rest.”

“Alright.” He promptly drew away upon hearing this, then he stroked her head gently and spoke softly, “I’ll go to sleep now. You should head back to your room to rest as well.”

“Hmm,” Sylvia answered and walked out.

As she stepped outside, she turned to close the door and stole a glance at him while doing so.

He had already returned to the bed and was looking at her softly.

Sylvia pursed her lips at him, then closed the door.

The room fell silent.

continued to stare absent-mindedly in the direction of where Sylvia had been. He smiled. Meanwhile, inside his bathroom , the shower head had not been shut properly the entire time. Thus, a small stream of water slowly continued to flow out of it and onto the floor. The slow, steady

it was before. The current of water remained uninterrupted

had slept late the night before, Sylvia ended up waking up an hour later than

nor Liam were in their

and went to the

out of her bedroom when she

could also smell the distinctive aroma of her favorite

the breakfast that she usually bought from the

Sylvia quickened her pace as she made her way to the living

with a remote control race car. When she noticed Sylvia coming down, she immediately cried out joyously, “Mom! Uncle bought a lot of delicious food for us and even got us a brand new latest model race

and looked

man in a loose gray sweater. He was sitting there in a princely, dignified manner. Holding a book in his hand, he subtly turned his head to look at Sylvia

the window illuminated his fair-complexioned face.

for a moment before asking him suspiciously, “Thomas, did you go

run some errands, then I bought