Tara scoffed and strutted out of the bedroom.Odell was already angry, so she could not use tactics like going on a hunger strike to lure him over.She had to eat properly and think of another way....In the old Carter residence.After sending Isabel, Liam, and Odell off, Sylvia went to the busy downtown area and met up with Sherry.They ate some food together, shopped for a while, and then sat down at a cafe.Sherry kept staring at Sylvia, seemingly hesitating to say something, so Sylvia asked, "Just say what you want to say."Sherry pursed her lips. "Syl, we're best friends, so tell me honestly. How has it been since you remarried Odell? Did he bully you?"Sylvia replied, "He's quite good to me. He didn't bully me."'Well, except for that time when Tara provoked us, but I managed to make it clear.'Sherry continued to ask, "He didn't give you the silent treatment or anything?"Sylvia smiled. "No."There were times when she wished he would give her the silent treatment.
Edmund frowned and asked out of annoyance, “So? What the hell are you trying to say?” Tara giggled and said, “Mr. Price, I’m saying Sylvia doesn’t love Odell at all. She loves you.” Edmund was taken aback for a second before he wore an eerie grin. “Tara Avery, do I look like an idiot to you?” Tara explained nervously, “Mr. Price, I’m telling the truth. If she doesn’t like you, she’d have let Odell touch her.” “Maybe she’s in love with another man, why me?” Edmund scoffed and exposed Tara’s little scheme. “Tara, you better put your lousy plan away. If you want Odell to look at you again, you better find something in yourself that’s worth loving, not using me as your pawn.” She came all the way to tell him all this nonsense because she wanted him to snatch Sylvia away or ruin Odell and Sylvia’s marriage so that she could seize the opportunity for herself. Tara did not expect the rejection at all. She quickly explained, “Mr. Price, I’m not using you. I’m just trying to get bac
Isabel narrowed her eyes at him as if she caught a thief red-handed. Liam was a lot calmer. He simply stared at his father with his big googly eyes. His puffy face was almost expressionless except for the hint of grudge. “Daddy, have you been putting me away for the past two nights?” Odell’s eyes shifted a little. “Mommy will feel uncomfortable if you sleep snugly beside her.” “You’re also sleeping next to her.” “I’m different.” “How different?” Looking expressionless, Odell explained, “I’m an adult. I’m taller and stronger than you. Mommy will feel comfortable if I sleep close to her.” Liam pouted and furrowed his brows. Isabel then said, “But Mommy said she’s comfortable sleeping with us.” Odell remained expressionless and said, “She’s lying.” Isabel pouted. She bawled, “No! I don’t believe you! Mommy won’t lie to us!” “She doesn't want you to be unhappy, that’s why she lied to you.” The serious look on his face never changed for a bit as he fabricated his lie
Sylvia went up to him and asked, “Not sleeping?” “I can’t sleep.” His gravelly voice had a hint of grievance. “It’s getting late. You still have to go to work tomorrow. Hurry up and go to bed.” Odell ignored her. Since he gave her the silent treatment and showed no signs of moving, Sylvia wanted to head back. She came all the way out here just to call him back to sleep but since he refused to go back, she could not do anything either. However, before she could walk inside, he stopped her. “Hold on.” “What?” Sylvia turned around to the man. Odell’s brows were furrowed. He was rather unhappy with her reaction. “Can’t you just say it to me?” “Huh?” “Say you want me to go back and rest. Is that too much for you?” Sylvia did not know how to answer his question, so she chose silence. Odell glared at her. Sylvia was afraid that the man might go out of control again, so she complied and said, “It’s getting late, you better have some rest.” The frosty look on the m
Sylvia wore a skeptical look at her and asked, “Tara? Is there anything?” Tara did not bother to conceal her frosty gaze. “Can’t I come here? Do you think Odell doesn’t care about me anymore after our breakup? Hmph. He just transferred two million into my account.” Sylvia’s look turned frosty. However, since Odell mentioned that he could not simply leave Tara alone, giving her money to cover her living expenses was a normal thing to do. She did not want to listen to Tara’s nonsense, so she said, “If you have anything you want to say, just spill it; if not, please get away from me.” “Hmph. I underestimated you. Not only did you bewitch Odell, but you even extended your spells to Edmund. Ever since you remarried Odell, Edmund has been drinking at the club almost every night.” Sylvia frowned. “What did you say?” “Don’t tell me you don’t know Edmund likes you,” Tara said with a scoff, “And you say I’m the acting b*tch? I can say the same to you as well.” Sylvia wore a frosty
Sylvia stared at the number on her screen blankly. A lot had happened after they remarried and she felt that he cared about her. A tiny ember seemed to have gotten into her heart and melted away the layer of frost she used to seal her feelings away. She even started to recall the sixty slaps she received back then but now, it did not hurt as much as before. Since he was serious about the marriage this time and they already remarried, she ought to do her best to live with him under one roof. Then, Sylvia said, “Odell, I want to go to Lush Heaven to have a look at Edmund.” The steadily cruising sports car screeched and wobbled for a fraction of a second. Odell thought he heard wrongly, so he asked with furrowed brows, “What did you say?” Sylvia explained, “Odell, don’t take this the wrong way. I’m just trying to talk some sense into him. I heard he’s been drinking like crazy in Lush Heaven and I don’t want to see him waste his life like this because of me.” The car scre
Sylvia went inside after that. The room was dimly lit, and the stench of alcohol in the air stung the nostrils. Right after Sylvia came in, she saw Edmund dozing off on the couch. He wore a floral shirt that was unbuttoned down to his chest, revealing his broad muscles. The stubble around his chin was apparent while even his messy hair was longer. He looked severely disheartened. Sylvia frowned and called out to him. “Edmund.” Edmund’s eyeballs shifted before he opened his eyes. “Syl?” He bolted up and looked at her in awe. Sylvia’s brows remained furrowed. “I heard Sherry said you’ve been drinking here. What happened?” Edmund put the bottle of whiskey that he had been holding on onto the table. He hurriedly tidied his clothes and hair before he smiled at her. “I’m fine. I’m just bored, so I came to have some fun.” “Is it because of me?” Sylvia asked. Edmund’s face fell, his lips tightening. “Edmund, I’ve remarried Odell. It’s not worth it anymore. Don’t do this bec
Harry and Lloyd almost burst into tears when they saw their boss come out of the room. They stared at Edmund with teary eyes. “Master Price, you’re finally out!” Edmund gave each of them a kick on the bum. “Shut up! Stop acting like pussies!” The two of them did not only stay after the kick, but they even hugged Edmund excitedly. Although Edmund had disgust all over his face, he did not try to push Harry and Lloyd away. He then said to Sherry, “Ms. Fowler, thank you for calling Syl over. You can go back to work now. I’ll pay you double for the whiskey I've drank in the past two days.” “Of course.” Sherry did not even try to be courteous. She wore a sweet smile and then returned to work. Edmund then pulled the clingy Harry and Lloyd off his waist. Intrigued, Harry asked, “Master Price, what did Sylvia say to you?” He clearly remembered that Sylvia had only gone in for a few minutes. Lloyd also narrowed his eyes. He protruded his lips and wore a perverted look as he sai