Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife

Odell pursed his lips and looked at her in silence.

Sylvia thought again and asked, “What would you do if you realized that you don’t like me and regretted it?”

Odell ignored her words and only stared at her. His sharp gaze seemed to see through her thoughts. Soon, he snorted. “Do you want to go back on your word?” Sylvia’s gaze flickered. “N-no, I was just afraid you’re being reckless and want you to think it through.” Before finishing her words, he dragged her down the car. Odell walked into the City Hall with Sylvia in his arms. Sylvia was almost carried in by him, and only her toes touched the ground. The passersby looked at them suspiciously. Sylvia quickly said, “Odell, I can walk. Let me go now.”

Odell ignored her and only let go of her when they reached the registration counter. At this time, the phone in Sylvia’s front pocket rang. Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

Before Sylvia took it out, a big hand had taken her phone away from her pocket.

Sylvia wanted to snatch her phone, but she saw that the caller ID was Edmund. Odell hung up the call before she touched it and put the phone in his pocket.

Sylvia frowned at him, and Odell pinched her cheek softly.

The man did not use much force as if he was playing with her cheeks, and his eyes twinkled with a smile. “Sylvia, you called me and said you wanted to marry me. Today, you’ll register with me if you want to walk out of this place.”

Sylvia’s words choked in her throat, and she pursed her lips. Odell then hugged her shoulder and sat down, handing their documents to the clerk at the counter.

The registration process was still the same as the first time. In half an hour, they got their marriage certificate.

The certificate weighed pounds in her hands like a heavy rock. Sylvia’s brows furrowed, lacking the joy of a newlywed couple. Just as she was about to keep the certificate, the man’s hand took it away from her.

“I’ll keep it for you.” As Odell spoke, he kept both of their copies in his leather bag. Then, he grasped her hand and walked out of the City Hall.

When they walked out of the door, Tara’s frail figure standing by the roadside entered their sight.

She only wore thin clothes, and her hair swayed with the wind. Her face was pale, and her eyes were red. She looked as if the wind could blow her away.

Tears rushed out of her eyes when she saw Odell walking out with Sylvia, their hands locked together. She asked Odell in disbelief, “Odell, you… Did you really marry her again?”

Odell frowned. Sylvia could not help curling her lips and said, “Yeah, we’re once again married. Do you want to see our marriage certificate?” Tara’s face fell, and she looked at Sylvia coldly.

Sylvia smirked. “Don’t look at me like this. It’s all thanks to you for spiking my drink and impatiently setting me up for humiliation in the Art Association.”

Tara immediately yelled, “I don’t know what you’re talking about. You’ve already married Odell as you wished. What would you gain by framing me now?” Sylvia laughed and said without a care, “I just wanted to remind you that this outcome was caused by you.” “You’re spewing nonsense! You’ve already snatched Odell away from me, and now you’re still slandering me. Sylvia, why are you so cruel? Why do

you treat me this way…?” Tara felt more upset as she spoke and cried as she covered her face. She quickly tilted in the direction the wind blew, falling to the ground.