Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife

Chapter 882

Sylvia was startled and her hands began to tremble.

The number was local but not registered in her contact list.

This person clearly knew that Odell would be attending the dinner tonight and had even guessed what her thoughts would be. Judging by the way the person had asked the question, it sounded like Thomas.

Sylvia gasped. (Who is this?]

( Thomas. ]

Thud!

She tossed the phone to the bed. Her face turned pale, and her body began to shake.

After a while, her phone rang again.

The screen lit up and showed the message that she had just received.

(Did he not tell you about the dinner tonight? ]

Sylvia took a deep breath and picked up the phone again. Her fingers shook as she typed, ( It’s none of your business!)

she could not control the fear in her

the room for a while before she called

but he did not pick

frowned. Then, she carried the sleeping Flint and went to Isabel

the little

their bed with Flint in

by her side eased her anxiety. Although she could not completely rid herself of the uneasiness, she finally

leaned against the headboard of

arms suddenly felt empty that she opened her eyes and saw Odell putting Flint back

of wine continued to linger on him, which meant he had just

Sylvia pursed her lips.

putting Flint down, Odell looked at her and saw

touch her head

lay beside Flint. “I’ll be sleeping here tonight. You

narrowed his eyes when he saw that she

want to spend

She sounded annoyed.

her on the bum

her eyes and ignored

to three,”