Looking at Tara’s sour expression, Sylvia added, “Tara Avery, you’ve done so many things yet Odell still refuses to divorce me. Even if you’re not upset, I’m upset for you.” The fake smile on Tara’s face disappeared instantly. She glared venomously at Sylvia and spat, “Odell’s just thinks of you as entertainment. Once he grows bored of you, he’ll definitely divorce you and make your life a living hell!” “You’re right.” Sylvia laughed lightly. “But he’s unwilling to divorce me now, so he won’t be with you officially.” “You… You b*tch!” Tara was trembling with rage. She wanted nothing more than to beat Sylvia up, but there were bodyguards everywhere so she could only resist her violent urges. Sylvia chuckled. “Tara, if you’re really that capable, you’d better convince Odell to divorce me soon. Otherwise,” Sylvia paused, a cold smile on her face, before continuing, “as long as I’m alive, as long as I can breathe, I’ll repay what you did to me tenfold.” Sylvia’s tone was gentle
Sylvia followed Odell into the dining room. The dining table had already been laid out with a sumptuous meal.Odell did not sit down immediately. Instead, he walked over to Sylvia as if to help her sit on the dining chair.At this, Sylvia quickly pulled herself up by her right leg. She did not want his help, much less have him touch her. However, in the next moment, a strong arm wrapped itself around her waist. Odell immediately carried her onto the chair at the table. Sylvia furrowed her eyebrows before lowering her head to eat. Odell sat directly opposite her. As usual, he picked up his utensils and started eating slowly and gracefully. Before he was even half done with his food, Sylvia had already set down her utensils. She then pulled her wheelchair to her side. Using her right leg as support, she shifted herself back onto the wheelchair. Sylvia then pushed herself back to the bedroom. She did everything without saying a word or sparing so much as a glance a
Odell glanced at her before picking up his cutlery to eat. Sylvia started eating as well, taking big bites as she went along. While she was not exactly crude, she was not exactly eating elegantly either. Sylvia quickly finished her food. She then set down her spoon and turned around to begin moving back into her wheelchair. Odell furrowed his eyebrows at her. “You’re done eating?” “Yes.” He pursed his lips at her short reply. Sylvia then wheeled herself back into her bedroom. Odell instantly lost all his appetite so he stood up and went to Madam Carter’s room. He sat down on the chair by her bed and looked at Madam Carter. Then, he asked Violet, “What has she been doing recently?” Odell was obviously referring to Sylvia. Violet replied, “Mrs. Carter has been making wood carvings recently.” “Nothing else?” Violet answered, “Besides making wood carvings, Mrs. Carter only eats and sleeps.” Odell’s eyebrows knit tightly together. After spending a bit more time
At Sylvia’s emotionless reaction, Odell grew even angrier. He tried his best to suppress his rage and asked coldly, “Did you hear me?” Sylvia replied, “Loud and clear.” Her answer was instantaneous but there was still no emotion on her face. Odell's expression grew dark and he felt as if the raging fire in his body could burn the whole house down. He asked, “Sylvia Ross, have I not been kind to you?” Sylvia did not answer nor did she show any emotion. Odell released her chin and turned around to flip her desk to the floor. Crash! Everything on the desk, from her wood blocks and carving tools to the finished carvings, fell to the floor. The two new carvings she had made for Isabel and Liam were also completely crushed by the table. Sylvia was shocked and began bending forward to pick up her things. Just as she did so, Odell’s hand gripped her shoulder. His hand pressed down into her shoulder, not at all wanting to give her the chance to pick up her things. She
Odell ended the call and put his phone back into his pocket. Then, he looked at Sylvia. At this moment, Sylvia was on the floor picking up her wood carvings. The desk was still flipped over so Sylvia tried to lift it up with one hand while she tried to grab the wooden crown with the other. However, as the desk was heavy, she could not hold it up for long. It crashed back down and landed on her hand with a thud. Sylvia flinched in pain and quickly pulled her hand away. Odell rushed to kneel by her side and moved to take her injured hand so that he could have a look. As soon as he touched Sylvia, she withdrew her hand away from him. Odell furrowed his eyebrows. “Let me see your hand.” “I don’t need you to care,” Sylvia spat before continuing to pick her things up from the floor. There was a red mark running across the back of her hand from the impact. However, it seemed normal so it was probably nothing to worry about. Odell took one last look at Sylvia before stand
Sylvia suddenly noticed that the light in her bedroom had been turned on and her curtains were closed. She quickly turned the light off before opening the curtains. Bright sunlight poured into the room, illuminating Sylvia and her desk. She looked out the window to see the view and felt herself relax greatly. Then, she lowered her head and continued with her carving. Her desk had been placed directly in front of a window so she could see into the courtyard downstairs merely by lifting her head. Soon, a slender figure that had entered the courtyard through the living room caught her attention through the corner of her eye. She quickly lifted her head to look. The man was wearing a loose gray shirt and long pants. His figure was slender and lean, and he walked with a graceful air about him. His appearance was like a prince of a romance novel, only that he seemed to emanate a melancholic aura.Perhaps because he felt Sylvia’s eyes on him, he suddenly stopped and lifte
A while later, Violet came in. She picked up the wood block and looked at Sylvia with a concerned look. “Madam, what happened with Master Carter?” Sylvia did not want to vent her anger on the poor girl. She took a deep breath and said, “I’m fine. Just leave.” Violet stood still and stared at her in hesitation. Sylvia noticed the stare. She asked, “Is there anything else?” Violet had a glance at the desk in front of her and said, “Before Master Carter left, he ordered me to take away all your carving materials.” Sylvia choked on her anger. She clenched her teeth to swallow the grievance and then sat down on the couch beside the desk using her crutches. The desk was free for Violet to clean up. Violet wore an apologetic look and then took her carving tools plus the wood blocks away. Even the rose that Odell stomped was swept away. The room returned to silence. Sylvia was robbed of her hobby, so she simply sat in front of the ceiling-to-floor window and stared outsid
It had been an hour since the sparring started but the man showed no signs of stopping. Sweat rolled down the edge of his face and highlighted the contour of his pronounced features. It even wet his rigid collarbone and shirt. He nimbly dodged the coaches’ attack and landed a punch on each of their faces. While punching his opponent to the ground, his mind was replaying the scene of that bloody wooden rose. ‘That woman painted the wooden rose with her own blood?! Has she gotten out of her mind? Is she trying to kill herself just to make me mad?’ Suddenly, a powerful punch approached his face. Odell narrowed his deep eyes and countered with a jab. Bang! He punched a coach in the face and sent the man to the ground. As the fallen coach squealed in pain, the other coach faltered out of fear. Odell glared at the two of them. Due to their responsibility and the promised reward, the two coaches regained their composure and continued sparring with Odell. Outside the ri