Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife

Chapter 833

“Yes, everything there is to know,” Odell spoke with a tint of ice in his voice.

Sylvia twitched her

lips.

Odell refused to avert his intent gaze from

her.

A stark silence descended upon the room.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” he suddenly asked, breaking the silence.

Sylvia tried to avoid his gaze and wanted to play it off. “Tell you what?”

“That he forced you to go to Galston with him, that he was the reason you ended up with depression, and to tell me that the boy is my son!” He became more infuriated as he went on. He was practically shouting toward the end of his sentence.

Sylvia was not as frightened as she thought she would be.

Not only was she not afraid of his outburst, but she even found herself laughing uncontrollably like a mad woman. She mocked him, “You’re already engaged. What’s the point of telling you all this to begin with?”

She originally intended to tell

him.

On the plane back to Westchester City from Galston, she had already composed everything in her head.

that she did

her in Galston during the last six torturous

was engaged as soon as she

him embracing Lily after their engagement, she swallowed everything she wanted to say including the things she had composed inside her mind on

we’re simply not meant to be.” Sylvia looked at him again. She seemed on the verge of

If it pleases you, I’ll tell him that you’re his father, but if you think that it would sour things between you and Lily,

still very weak and the exhaustion was

still make out every word of what she

to freeze inside

bent over and held her frail face in his large palms, bringing his face closer

you and the boy,” he

never

she felt something lurch inside her

from him and murmured,”I’m not going

Odell was

quiet.

for a while, he suddenly murmured,”Lily and I

turned to him

“Huh?”

engaged to appease Master Springsteen. There was this misunderstanding some time ago that stirred up rumors that I was seeing her. Master Springsteen was so furious by those rumors

quite an ordeal. In the end, she came to me and struck

trying to make sense of the situation.

like a private collaboration more

“Really?”

“Yes.”