MASTER ODELL’S SECRET EX-WIFE - Season 11 Episode 15

The nerve of that prick. As if sweet nothings could make Sylvia get over all the hurt Odell had caused! Sylvia picked up the speed in her feet.

All she could hear were the wind and the crushing of pinecones under her feet.

The man, accustomed to power and prestige, was likely offended and would not come after her. Letting out a deep breath, she slowed down the pace.

Just then, a flurry of footsteps drew close from behind.

An arm slipped around her waist before she knew what was going on.

Thud.

She crashed onto a firm chest.

With one hand apprehending her, the man used the other arm to drape the jacket over her shoulders. Looking up, Sylvia appeared in a daze.

Was he not angry? Why did he come after her?

Odell put his arms around her over the jacket. Sensing her gaze, he lowered his head and looked into her eyes with a scowl. “You have to wear it regardless.”

His voice was raspy but reflected dominance.

Sylvia pursed her lips. “What if | refuse?”

He curled his lips. “You can try me.”

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Sylvia had no intentions to take off the jacket, but his remark got the best of her. She reached out to remove the jacket. Odell locked Sylvia in his embrace, linking both arms behind her to trap her against his chest.

Sylvia’s hands were held down despite her efforts to move.

She glared at him. “Odell, you’d let go if you have the balls!”

He chuckled. “You’d know if | have the balls.”

There was an emphasis on the last word.

As a flush crept onto her complexion , Sylvia shouted, “I don’t mean that!”

“No need to explain. | get what you mean.” Curling his lips, he gave a suggestive look.

Sylvia, “…”

It was probably the rush of blood to her head because she opened her mouth and bit him on the chest. She bit him over the fabric.

The man’s lofty figure stood still.

Awhile later, Sylvia loosened her grip. Still, he showed no reaction.

She had to lift her head to look at him.

As they locked eyes, Odell grinned and asked, “Feel better?”

Something snapped inside Sylvia as she broke away from the stare. “You’re imagining it. I’m not angry because of you.” “Oh, really?”

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“Yes, really!”

“Why did you come all the way to Glanchester without a word? Why did you ignore me the whole week?” His deep eyes fixated on her.

Shifting her gaze to the nearby pine trees, Sylvia coldly uttered,“ Because | want to.”

“So, you’re mad with me.”

“No, I’m not.”

“Yes, you are.”

“No, I’m not.”

“You are.”

Sylvia yelled, “I’m not!”

She looked daggers at him.

He was looking at her dead in the eyes, wiping the seductive smile off his face.

Odell said, “Sylvia, I’ve done you wrong three years ago.”

Sylvia was stumped like there was a catch in her throat. She was caught in a moment of loss.

“If | could go back in time, | won’t … Never mind. It’s pointless saying that.” Cupping her face, Odell caressed her cheeks with his finger before proclaiming, “Trust me when | say it won’t happen again.”

Sylvia parted her lips. “Again? There’s no again between us.” “What did you say?” He narrowed his eyes. There was a chilly undertone in his voice.

Although her pupils dilated for a moment, Sylvia was not afraid of him. She stared him straight in the eye and replied, “There’s no again between mgh-”

His fine facial features abruptly magnified within her line of vision.