All Chapters of Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife: Chapter 991 - Chapter 1000

Sylvia glanced at Sherry’s sewing. It looked like she was sewing a lily. It resembled a flower but it was not exactly beautiful. All of a sudden, Sherry asked, “Syl, are you hungry?” The question caught Sylvia off guard. “I’m okay, but I do feel like nibbling on something.” Sylvia was rather bored. Sherry then turned to the maid. “Hey, didn’t you hear her? Syl wants something to eat. Hurry up and bring some snacks over.” The maid frowned, seemingly reluctant to go. Sherry became agitated. “Are you deaf? That b*stard John told us to take care of Syl. Don’t you know who Syl’s husband is?” The maid glanced at Sylvia before she went off. Sherry then turned to smile at Sylvia. The change in her expression was faster than turning a page of a book.“Hold on, Syl. The maid will bring something over.” Sylvia looked at her friend. “Sherry, are you hiding something from me?” Sherry had never been a bully before, so why had she been so angry at the maid? She was also not s

The maid soon brought dinner over. Fearing that Sherry might scold or beat her, she quickly made her exit after serving dinner. Sherry tossed the needle and cloth aside before grabbing Sylvia and pulling her over to the dining table. Footsteps came from the door as soon as they sat down. The maid respectfully greeted the person. “Good evening, Master Stockton.” Sherry’s face suddenly turned pale and she put down her cutlery. Sylvia turned to look at the entrance. John, who was wearing a white shirt, walked over. He smiled at Sylvia. “Please, Mrs. Carter, make yourself at home.” He then sat down beside Sherry. Sylvia’s lips tightened as she sat down. The maid brought a new set of cutlery over. John picked his spoon up and smiled. “Mrs. Carter, please help yourself.” He smiled gently and talked politely. If Sherry had not already told her what happened, Sylvia would never have believed that the man was such a hypocrite. Out of respect for the host, she thank

Sylvia wanted to go out, so she told him. “I’m not going to see Sherry. Can I go out for a walk?” The bodyguard said, “Mrs. Carter, Master Stockton stated that you are not allowed to leave the premises tonight. Please forgive me.” Sylvia had no choice but to turn around and go back into the room.She returned to the bed and video-called her kids. They seemed to be waiting for her call as they immediately answered within seconds. Three adorable faces appeared on her phone screen. “Mommy, have you eaten?” Isabel asked. “Mommy, Mommy…” Flint murmured. Liam watched in silence. Sylvia smiled. “I just ate dinner.” Isabel pouted. “Are you living well over there?” “It’s pretty good. Here, I’ll give you a tour of my room,” said Sylvia as she turned the phone camera around to show them the room. “Mhmm. It’s okay, it’s a little plain though,” said Isabel. Flint, “Mommy, Mommy…” Sylvia smiled. “Isabel, did you and Liam behave well at school today?” Isabel instantly lif

Julie furrowed her brows. She seemed afraid of Queenie, and even though she disagreed, she dared not stop her friend. Queenie grunted and stared at Sherry, who was still chewing on meat. “Sherry, I’m talking to you! Are you deaf?!” Sherry ignored her. She tugged Sylvia’s sleeve and said, “Sylvia, let’s eat. Ignore her.” Sylvia awkwardly tightened her lips. Queenie strode forward to the table. “Sherry, what’s with that attitude? Don’t forget you’re just a stripper from a club!” She went up to Sherry and tried to slap her face. Sylvia frowned coldly. Julie screamed out of shock. “Queenie, calm down!” Slap! A loud slap sounded, but it was not Sherry that was slapped. It was Queenie. Before Queenie could land her slap, Sherry got up and slapped her first. The strong slap turned her face and almost knocked her off her balance. Everything plunged into silence for a moment. Julie nervously went up to Queenie. “Queenie, are you alright?” With her hand covering her fac

Maybe because of the tightening clutch over her face or the skip of a beat in her heart, Sherry frowned. She gasped and gulped before she looked into that frosty gaze. She forced a smile and said, “It’s been so many years, and you’re still clinging on to that? Do you hate me that much, or are you still thinking about me?” John tightened his clutch the moment her words subsided. There was only grimness on his handsome face. “Sherry, am I being too lenient to the point that you misunderstood your place?” The intense pain made Sherry feel like her cheekbone was breaking. She said with gnashing teeth, “Strangle me to death or let me out of here. If you can’t do both of them, you miss me.” John pursed his lips. His glasses no longer concealed his terrible mood. He said, “Strangling you to death will only stain my hand with your blood. Don’t even try to agitate or provoke me to release you. I’ll keep you here for life and make sure you don’t eat or sleep well. I want you to suf