All Chapters of Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife: Chapter 1201 - Chapter 1210

He was always either busy with work, or had to deal with something urgent, whatever that may be! Whenever he came back, he arranged his schedule so that he would return as soon as Sherry was finished with his shift! It could not be any more obvious that he was only coming home to see Sherry, the damned bitch! When Shannon thought of this, she rose to her feet and swept everything off the table, sending them crashing to the floor. Celine was aghast and quickly rushed forward, “Miss, be careful! Don't hurt yourself—" Smack! Before she could finish cautioning Shannon, she received a blow across her face, accompanied by a stern roar. “Get out!” Celine could not believe what happened. She put a hand to her cheeks and quickly walked away with tears in her eyes. Shannon continued causing havoc in the dining room before stomping away. She clasped her hands with a sinister glow in her eyes. She had to do something to remove Sherry from the picture! … Sherry went to

Shannon scanned her surroundings for a moment before walking out. After the two went outside, Mason immediately enquired, “What happened to Sherry?” Shannon revealed, “She’s at John’s place right now.” Mason was taken aback by this. “I thought she left. Why did she come back?" Shannon sighed and said, “I’m not going to hide anything from you. She’s currently working as a servant for John because she owes him eight hundred million, so she has to slave away for him to pay off her debt.” "What the hell is going on? How did she come to owe him eight hundred million dollars?” "It's a long story, but don't worry. I’ll tell you everything.” “Out with it then!” Sherry was being forced to work as a slave for her ex-boyfriend and her sister’s husband, no less, so how was Mason not supposed to feel unnerved by the situation? Shannon began to relay everything from the beginning to the end of how Sherry came to owe John such a vast sum. Mason was in disbelief upon hearing

John beckoned her over. "Come here, and I’ll tell you.” Sherry immediately recognized that he was up to no good. She remained rooted to the spot and said, “I’m not interested anymore. I don’t need to know.” John smiled, then he stood up and walked towards her. Sherry frowned. "What are you doing?" However, he did not answer. He only smiled profoundly as he continued drawing closer toward her. He was like an elusive prince seen in fairy tales. Nobody could tell what was on his mind, and the only impression he left behind was his dignified aura. Sherry waited for him to approach. She would not admit it but she was curious to see what he was up to. He approached her in no time and wrapped his arm around her waist. Completely defenseless, Sherry found herself taken into his arms in an instant. She immediately became upset and tried to shove him away. Nevertheless, John tightened his grip and kept her wrapped inside his arms as he drew his lips closer to her ear and

Sherry figured that she had nothing important to do anyway and might as well head to the garden with them and snack on some oranges. … Meanwhile, Shannon arrived at the entrance and promptly got into a car, then drove off. After about half an hour, she stopped outside a cafe in a remote part of town. She put on a hat and sunglasses before stepping out of the car, then she trotted with a sense of urgency. The cafe was dimly lit. She scanned the cafe as she stepped inside and quickly noticed Mason who had been waiting for her. She hurried over to him and sat opposite him before removing her sunglasses and greeting him with a friendly smile, “Mason, how long have you been here? I didn't keep you waiting for too long, did I?” “I only just got here," Mason answered candidly. Shannon eyed him eagerly and whispered carefully, “Do you have the money?” Mason looked at her intently. “I have it.” Shannon was floored. "Eight hundred million! How did you get it all

Most of them were pieces of jewelry that dazzled underneath the ceiling lights. John swiped a glance across them and noticed a bracelet with its diamonds carved into the shape of tiny wine glasses. It was a unique and intricate design. Upon noticing John staring at the bracelet, Peter gestured at it and said, “Sir, you have very good taste. This was just released very recently, and there are only ten such pieces in the world. It is the work of Susan Maroon, one of the best designers in the world, and it is also the most expensive item here.” A better way to put it would be that the price of everything else here combined was still nowhere close to the price of this particular diamond bracelet. John grinned. “Pack this one separately from the others." Peter hesitated and asked, “Sir, why do you want them packed separately? I thought you were buying all of these for the madam?” John suddenly shot him a look. “Peter, you seem to be asking a lot of questions lately. Don’t