MASTER ODELL’S SECRET EX-WIFE - Season 9 Episode 35

Odell seemed greatly affected by this. “When did you come ?”

“| went that morning immediately after Isabel called me to tell me that you got into a car accident. When | got there, | wasn’t expecting both Lily and Madam Springsteen to show up at the same time so | was afraid to head up there to see you because they were there as well. | hid somewhere and waited until they came out. That was when | heard them mention that you were fine, and | ended up leaving after that.” Sylvia relayed everything that happened during her visit to the hospital that day.

Odell frowned.

He remembered that Lily and Madam Springsteen had come rather early that day and had stayed with him nearly the entire noon before leaving.

It was only after Lily left that afternoon that he asked Cliff to send someone to spy on Sylvia, only to learn that she had been staying at home all day, doing nothing.

At the time, he thought that she could not be bothered to see him at all. Never in his wildest dreams would he expect that she had been at the hospital since that morning and had been waiting there for the better half of the day to learn how he was doing…

He felt a tightness in his chest and turned to meet her gaze.

Her complexion was still pale and frail, but her eyes glittered with energy. She did not try to avoid his gaze. After a moment of silence, he cupped up her face and kissed her again.

He was afraid to get too rough with her this time, but he could not deny his wants at the same time.

He clasped the back of her head and kissed her fervently for a moment before forcing himself to let go of her. He rubbed her face with his fingertips and whispered,”Don’t keep secrets from me from here on.”

“Okay.” Sylvia pursed her lips and whispered back, “You can’t keep secrets from me either.”

“I’ll tell you everything you want to know from here on.”

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He spoke gently and firmly.

Sylvia felt a great sense of relief. She felt something warm spreading inside her chest and smiled as she had never smiled before.

Odell smiled the same way and mentioned, “I’ll bring them in.”

“Okay.”

He got up and went outside.

After a while, a stampede of footsteps tore through the silence of the room.

Isabel and Liam ran hand in hand.

Sylvia leaned back against the head of the bed and smiled at them.

The two of them hopped onto the bed and lay side by side, staring at her.

Aunt Tonya entered as well with the newborn baby in her arms.

“Sylvia, the boy just woke up, take a look,” Aunt Tonya said as she rested the child in front of her. Sylvia took the boy very carefully.

The boy did not cry or threw a tantrum as he looked at his mother with his pearly eyes.

He was like a giant marshmallow, very adorable.

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Sylvia laughed heartily when she looked at her newborn son.

Both Liam and Isabel smiled cheerfully as well when they saw their mother’s joy.

“Mom, does my brother look like me?” Isabel asked with a grin, her eyes shaped into a crescent-moon smile. Sylvia turned to her and Liam. Then she smiled and said, “He looks a lot like you and your brother.” Isabel pouted. “But he looks more like me, doesn’t he?”

Sylvia looked at Liam, the boy was silently observing his newborn brother and did not seem at all bothered by this strange competition Isabel drew up. She smiled and said,”Yes, he looks a lot like you.”

“Hehe.”

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Odell’s tall figure leaned against the door frame by the entrance. He was taking in the dreamy view of the mother and her children, and the corners of his lips formed into a smile.

He had never smiled in such a soft and delicate way.

The warm atmosphere in the room seemed like it could last forever.

Until Isabel suddenly mentioned , “Mommy, he doesn’t have a name yet.”

Sylvia was taken aback.

It just occurred to her that she never thought about what to name the boy.

She turned to Odell.

Odell pursed his lips.

He only found out that the child was his last night and barely had time to think about a proper name.

He approached the chair beside the bed and sat down. He carried Isabel into his arms and asked her, “What do you think we should name your baby brother?”