Sylvia pouted. Liam said, “Mommy, you don’t have to worry. When you go to look after Great-Grandma, we’ll go and look for you there.” Isabel immediately agreed. “Yeah, yeah, we’ll look for you there every day.” Sylvia’s eyes shifted. She pondered the matter for a bit before she said, “Great-Grandma needs to rest. It wouldn’t be good to disturb her. You two can stay at home and wait for me to visit.” Liam pouted but did not voice his disagreement.Isabel also pouted, the annoyance clearly written all over her face. Sylvia hugged the two of them tightly and said softly, “Come on, be a good girl and a good boy for Mommy, please?” Isabel begrudgingly hummed in reply. Sylvia then turned to the quiet Liam. “Liam?” Liam looked at her. “Mommy, is it because of Daddy? Is it because he doesn’t want you to stay with us?” Sylvia’s expression changed. She quickly said, “Of course not. Mommy has to look after Great-Grandma.” Liam pouted even more but said, “Okay.” Just then, t
She had not done anything wrong. Why would she be afraid? Sylvia said, “Grandmother should be recovering in a proper hospital with medical equipment.” “You don’t need to worry about that. I’ve hired the best medical team here.” “Fine.” Sylvia pursed her lips. Odell noticed the calmness on her face and the absence of guilt or nervousness. He gripped her face tighter and said coldly, “The medical team is short of manpower. I want you to take care of Grandmother every night from now on. If something happens to her, you can spend the rest of your life locked up here.” Sylvia only felt the pain on her cheeks and nothing else. She furrowed her brows and said, “I understand.” Odell freed her and continued, “You can get up now and go watch over Grandmother.” Sylvia stretched out her sore legs and got out of bed. She got dressed and left the room without sparing a glance at the man. Odell frowned. He was vexed by her reaction. He pulled out a packet of cigarettes from the dr
Sylvia was speechless and her brows furrowed. Odell then said, “If I catch you dozing off again, don’t even think about seeing the kids again.” His sinister voice was filled with threats. Sylvia called him a crazy man in her heart but verbally said, “I understand.” The room returned to silence. Sylvia was robbed of her sleepiness, but to prevent herself from dozing off again, she took her carving knife and wood pieces out to kill some time. To her surprise, at the next second, the man’s irritated voice sounded from the ceiling again. “Who allowed you to carve things? Put them away!” Sylvia sighed. She pocketed the carving knife and wood pieces and simply widened her eyes at Madam Carter. Other than changing the disposable underpad twice and feeding Madam Carter once, Sylvia spent most of her time staring at Madam Carter. The sky soon turned bright and Violet came in. “Madam, breakfast is ready. You can go have a rest now. I’ll take over from here.” “Thank you.”
Melanie had her own plans as well. After she left Westchester City, she had been gathering information for Tara. It had been a week since the incident but all she got was Edmund confessing to the police and being apprehended. Sylvia might have been placed under house arrest but Odell went to her more often than before. He even sent Madam Carter to the old Carter residence for recovery. Tara did not expect any of this. Anger got control of her actions and caused her to smash a bottle on the ground. While glaring at the broken glasses on the floor, she thought of something. She picked one of the shattered glass up and sliced her wrist. She then started to cry on the floor. The servant heard the smashing of the bottle and then Tara’s crying. She immediately brought the first aid box over and said, “Ms. Avery, please let me help you.” Tara hugged her hand and continued crying. The servant was afraid of her after several beatings, and without her permission, the servant da
The look on her face reminded him of their past. When he first met her during their younger days, she became his savior. After they knew each other better, she had always been kind and understanding. Even after he married Sylvia, she never threw a tantrum before him and had been enduring the torment in the dark alone just because she did not want to give him any trouble. If Sylvia was half as loyal as Tara or had even a sliver of her obedience, Madam Carter would not have ended up in a comatose state. Odell frowned. He wiped the tears off her face and said softly, “Stop crying.” Tara threw herself into his arms and hugged him tightly. She continued to weep as she asked, “Odell, how are you lately? You must be devastated now that Grandmother is bedridden.” Odell pursed his lips. “I’m fine. You don’t need to worry about me.” “I’m sorry for not being able to help you.” “Just take care of yourself for me.” Odell tapped her back and wanted to remove her from his chest but
Sylvia then turned to Odell. “I’ve answered her. Can I go now?” Odell’s expression fell. He pursed his thin lips for a few seconds and then said, “Get out of my face.” Sylvia went upstairs without sparing another glance at either of the two. Tara then said, “Odell, Sylvia doesn’t seem welcoming at all.” She sounded gravelly. Odell looked in the direction Sylvia ran off in and said, “Just ignore her.” He then led Tara to Madam Carter’s room. Tara followed him into the room. For some reason, her fists were tightly clenched. When she saw Sylvia sleeping wretchedly on the couch, she was delighted but the kiss marks around the neck were also obvious. There was a combination of new and old kiss marks. The older ones already turned into bruises. ‘That b*tch!’ Tara cursed in her heart as she followed Odell into Madam Carter’s room. Violet immediately lowered her head and left the room when Odell came in. Odell went closer to the bed.Tara went up and saw Madam Carter u
Sylvia shut her eyes and pretended to sleep. The man’s gravelly voice sounded through the door. “Sylvia, open the door.” Sylvia continued shutting her eyes and turned a deaf ear to the man’s calling. “I’ll count to three,” he warned with a cold voice. Sylvia pursed her lips. Even if he counted to three hundred, she would not open the door. Odell counted to three outside the door and he was still denied entry. He then bellowed, “Knock the door down.” He was saying to the bodyguard outside the door. Sylvia’s eyes shifted but before she could do anything, the bodyguard rammed the door open. Bang! The door finally opened. Sylvia was startled. She popped her head out of the sheets and saw Odell’s grim expression. He glared at Sylvia and said to the bodyguard, “You can leave now.” The bodyguard immediately left the room. His towering figure then approached the woman on the bed. Sylvia sat herself up and wrapped herself with the sheets. She wore a cautious look a
Sylvia knew that she was no match for Odell and had already accepted this fact a few days ago. Still, she could no longer bear to keep silent and burst out with tears in her eyes. “Odell, why are you doing this to me? I’m just another regular person. I’m not some kind of object for you to vent your anger at!” Odell grabbed her by her jaw and looked into her eyes that were soaking with tears. He answered grimly, "Because you betrayed me and you hurt Grandma!" "I didn't!" Sylvia could no longer hold herself back. She cried out in a tearful voice, "I didn't hurt Grandma. And there was never anything going on between me and Edmund. Why do you just refuse to believe me?! Why?!" Odell frowned deeply. After a moment of silence, he answered, "Because you don't deserve my trust at all." She fell silent. She stared at his stoic expression, her vision had long turned blurry due to the tears in her eyes. She stared blankly for a second before she began to chuckle madly, “Heh… hehe…”