MASTER ODELL’S SECRET EX-WIFE - Season 11 Episode 49

Flint was awake and had crawled next to them at some point. He lay down next to Odell and observed them attentively, being the adorable and playful boy he was.

Sylvia was enchanted by how adorable Flint was and waved him to go over with a loving smile. “Flint, come to Mommy.” Odell smiled and sat up to make room for Flint.

The little rascal ended up crawling directly over him. He crept atop his leg as if he was mounting over an obstacle and approached Sylvia who smiled and took him in her arms.

Flint babbled, “Moh…ning.”

Sylvia was pleasantly surprised by this and returned the greeting, “Good morning, you.” While the boy grinned from ear to ear, Odell was delighted to see the mother and son‘s wholesome exchange and grinned as well.

The following days passed uneventfully.

During the day, Odell would go to work while Liam and

Isabel went to school while Sylvia stayed at home with Flint.

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She usually played with the boy until lunchtime, after which the boy would quickly fall asleep.

Then, she would hand him over to Aunt Tonya while she went up to the third floor. She had been going to the studio every day. Apart from some small sculptures, she also completed two paintings.

They were merely sketches of the landscape and looked rather remarkable. However, just like the previous painting, she felt like it was missing something she could not quite put her finger on.

She would dangle the paintbrush in the air with countless thoughts running through her mind only to place it back. Suddenly, her phone rang. She picked up her phone and saw a message from Odell. “Tomorrow is the weekend. Where do you want to go?”

He further supplied several locations for her to choose from. They could either go sightseeing or go somewhere fun with the children.

Sylvia picked somewhere where both children and parents could participate in activities together. Odell replied, “Alright.” After two minutes, she received another message. “It’s

not very busy today, so we’ll have time to go out for dinner tonight. What do you want to eat?”

Sylvia considered for a while and answered, “Hotpot

then.”

“Okay, just wait till | get home.”

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Sylvia smiled and replied, “Got it.” She felt like she had never seen him chat this much.

She still remembered what it was like when she first had a crush on him. He had a completely different air around him compared to his peers at the time and was known for his stoic temperament. Even though he rarely, if ever, uttered so much as a sentence around her, she still could not help but fall for him.

It turned out that she liked him even more now that he was more talkative.

She wondered what exactly they had experienced in those six years that led to such a dramatic change. Aunt Tonya had told her what happened, but still, she was merely an outside observer of these events and had no insight into what had truly gone on between them.

She was aware that she could not rush the process of restoring her memory. Even someone as capable as Skylar could not help her fully restore her memory yet. She stopped worrying about these matters and decided to scroll through her phone to look for Sherry’s new contact.

She sent her a message.

“Sherry, how have you been doing in Glanchester?” The last time they texted each other was four days ago. Sherry usually took some time to reply to her. Sometimes, she would go missing for several days before an answer came. Chances were that she was being cautious so that John would not find out about the phone.

After sending the message, Sylvia picked up her sculpting tools and went to work while waiting for a reply.

Meanwhile, in the Stocktons‘ residence in Glanchester, more than a hundred kilometers away from Westchester, there was a lively party in the enormous garden.

The glow of the sun created a warm atmosphere, and there was a soft breeze,

Most of the people present at the party were daughters of wealthy households in Glanchester. All of them wore designer dresses in the latest fashion and patterns, and a lot of them donned a shawl as well which added to their refined look.

Standing out of the crowd, Sherry had nothing but a simple black dress on. She carried a handbag and walked through the crowd, feeling very out of place and awkward. She went to a remote corner and drank from a wine glass.

She leaned against a pillar and enjoyed the delicious food served at the party while she silently stared at a young and beautiful lady not far away from her.