MASTER ODELL’S SECRET EX-WIFE - Season 10 Episode 48

After they went far away, Sylvia got up and walked out. She walked in the direction they came from and headed further

The further she went, the quieter it became, most likely because people went to the front grounds. She could even clearly hear the sounds of birds chirping.

After a while, she saw a courtyard behind a wall, blocked by a group of bodyguards.

The courtyard was similar to the ones she saw along the way here, but it was obviously much larger than the others. Furthermore, the walls were quite high, so she could not climb over them

This courtyard should be long to John and was where he locked up Sherry. Sylvia narrowed her eyes and looked over at the group of bodyguards.

Each of them was strong and sturdy. It was clear that they were trained.

She probably could not beat a single one of them.

How was she supposed to get in?

Meanwhile, in a bedroom deep in the property.

The door and windows were closed, the light was dim, and the air still smelled like the aftermath of an affair. On the messy bed, the man turned over and sat up, picked up his shirt, and put it on.

In a few moments, he was fully dressed and put on the watch that was on the headboard.

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He stood up.

Aslender and pale hand suddenly reached out from behind and clutched the hem of his shirt weakly. “John, you said you‘d let me go out to see Sylvia. You’re a man of your word, right?”

John turned around to look at her.

Sherry lay weakly on the bed, obviously exhausted, but her gaze was fixed on him.

He curled the corners of his mouth and said, “You should know very well by now whether I’m a man or not.” She quickly said, “I know you‘re a man, so you’ll let me out, right?

John ignored her and looked down at the time on his wristwatch. “Master Carter should’ve brought that best friend of yours over by now.”

Sherry‘s face lit up. She thought that he agreed to let her leave and immediately lifted the quilt to put on clothes and go out.

However, before she could pick up her clothes, the man’s warm and pleasant voice sounded. “What are you doing?”

His voice was puzzled, but his expression was smiling.

It was a fox—like, dangerous smile.

Sherry instantly sensed something bad and gave him a pleasing smile. “I’m dressing to go out. Didn’t you agree to let me out?” “When did | agree to let you out?” he asked.

She gritted her teeth and said, “Just now.”

John maintained his smile. “I don’t have any recollection of saying that.”

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“…You said that you’ll let me out as long as | serve you well!”

She was so angry that her face turned red.

John leaned down, cupping his fingers around her chin, and said in a low voice, “I did say that.”

Sherry‘s gaze changed, and a trace of hope raised in her eyes again.

The next second, he smiled and said, “But | didn’t feel good just now. You didn’t serve me well, so you should just stay here like a good girl.”

Sherry suddenly raised her hand.

However, before her hand could hit his face, it was caught in the air by one of his large hands.

She glared at him coldly.

John merely smiled. “Practice makes perfect. When you serve me well, I’ll let you out.”

His voice was gentle, and his tone was generous.

Sherry seemed to have reached the limit of her anger, or perhaps it was because she was used to his methods after being imprisoned here for so long.

She gnashed her teeth and smiled. “Master Stockton, you can’t count on me alone to make sure that you’re comfortable in bed. I’ve slept with dozens of men before, but to be honest, you’re the worst one I’ve ever had.”

As soon as she spoke, his modest and handsome face darkened.

Seeing this, Sherry immediately curled her lips and said happily,” | really tried my best earlier, but if you still didn’t feel good, | suggest you get yourself checked in the andrology department.”

John’s lips also curled in a very fake and sinister smile. “Sherry Fowler, | suggest that you shut up now, or I’ll shut that beautiful mouth of yours myself.”