Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife

She might freeze to death if he kept her waiting outside.

Two dial tones later, the call ended abruptly.

Sylvia stared at the number on her screen with gnashing teeth.

‘Is he coming out or not? Is he trying to leave me to freeze to death?’

Sylvia had the urge to leave, but whenever she closed her eyes, she saw Isabel and Liam’s adorable faces smiling at her. She could not afford to lose them.

She continued squatting while staring at the ground.

There was already a puddle of water beneath her feet, and every drop of rain that fell caused it to ripple.

She started to shiver uncontrollably due to the cold.

Just when her consciousness started to fade, she heard footsteps coming closer. It was the noise of a pair of leather shoes stepping on the concrete ground.

Sylvia looked up to see a tall figure in a well-manicured suit coming toward her in the heavy rain.

However, her consciousness grew weak, and she thought she was hallucinating, so she shut her eyes for a moment.

When she opened her eyes again, Odell was already beside her, peering down on her from a condescending position.

Sylvia wanted to stand up but her legs had grown numb. The sudden movement left her off balance and caused her to fall forward.

Thud.

She fell into his chest.

The wind from her cold body assaulted his nose, causing him to frown,

Before he could push her away, Sylvia rapidly retracted herself from him. She explained, “I’m sorry. My legs are numb. I didn’t mean to bump into you.”

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Sylvia thought he was still mad, so she explained, “I’m telling the truth. I didn’t mean to bump into you.”

He glared at her. “I know.”

The dissatisfaction in his voice was obvious. He sounded like she had done it on purpose and then apologized.

Confused by his reaction, Sylvia decided to cut to the chase. She regained her composure and put on a serious expression. “Odell, the texts I sent you earlier were just me talking nonsense. What I said before that are all true. There’s nothing between me and Tristan.”

Odell tightened his lips. He still had the arrogant look on his face, but she could feel that he was less angry at her.

She added, “Yes, I know I shouldn’t vent my emotions on you. I’m sorry. Just scold me if you’re unhappy. I promise I won’t talk back.”

She even smiled at him, and despite being pale from the cold, she looked rather beautiful.

With furrowed brows, Odell said, “Delete all the pictures you have of me.”

“Okay. I’ll delete them right away.”

Sylvia turned on her phone and then tapped on the gallery. She deleted all the pictures of him with a tortoise face edited on them.

Her hands were shivering so much when she deleted the pictures that she almost lost her grip on the phone a few times. After deleting all his pictures, she gave him the phone. “Here, I’ve deleted all the pictures. You can check if you don’t believe me.”

“No need for that. That’s it. No more next time.” Odell stared at her coldly.

“Thank you. Thank you for your mercy. It’s getting late. You should go back in and rest. Good night,” Sylvia said as she put on a big smile on her face:

After that, she turned around and left.

Odell remained on his spot and frowned at her as she left his sight.

He was holding the umbrella with one hand, but his other hand was actually touching the collar of his jacket.

When Sylvia finally vanished from his sight, he regained his composure and strode back into the house.

He must have lost his mind for having the thought of giving her his jacket.

After all, three years ago, sixty blows failed to slap her face off, so the chill of some rain could never freeze her feelings for her children.