บททั้งหมดของ Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife: บทที่ 791 - บทที่ 800

Mr. Carmine turned to the voice, as did Sylvia. Lily was standing about a meter away from the crowd with Odell beside her. The man’s upright figure and handsome looks stood out from the others. When Sylvia turned around, she found him looking at her with his deep gaze. The cold look on his face shielded his thoughts from her. Sylvia locked eyes with him for a second before she looked away. Mr. Carmine smiled and asked, “Lily, are you trying to flatter me?” “Of course not. I’m telling the truth,” Lily said with a smile. Mr. Carmine was over the moon because of the praise. He then shot a displeased gaze at Sylvia, expressing his annoyance. Sylvia frowned. Simon wanted to step up to defend her. He disliked the man’s attitude and wanted to comment on his painting as well but Sylvia stopped him. She then said to Mr. Carmine, “Ms. Springsteen is right. Your painting is impressive, it’s me who is short-sighted.” Only then did Mr. Carmine give her a slight smile. “You’re

Sylvia pursed her lips. To be honest, anyone from the Westchester Art Association could do better than her. But if Sylvia chose to be honest, she would definitely make Lily unhappy. As Sylvia was pondering how to resolve this dilemma, Christopher stepped in with a smile, “Ah, naturally Ms. Springsteen’s skills are on par with the professionals.” Lily looked at Sylvia excitedly, “Really?” “Yeah, really,” was Sylvia’s stilted reply.Lily smiled brightly. Before Sylvia could breathe a sigh of relief, Lily added, “Ms. Ross, I heard that your paintings are hard to find. Why don’t you do a demonstration for us and enlighten us with your skills?” The hall quieted down once again as everyone turned their attention to Sylvia. Sylvia was stunned. She choked on her words for a few seconds before she successfully uttered a full sentence. “Ms. Springsteen is too kind, but I don’t have any inspiration now. Perhaps another time?” “It’s you who’s being humble, Ms. Ross. You are the fa

Master Springsteen came over with the help of his assistant. He shot a fierce glance at Ramona and Madam Springsteen before he scanned the crowd coldly. “Sylvia and Simon are my guests and you people insulted them in front of me? Are any of you unhappy with me?” The few of them from the crowd who insulted Sylvia and Simon immediately looked down in shame. The others shut their mouths and put on a serious look. Then, Master Springsteen looked at Sylvia and Simon. He said with a sigh, “I’m sorry about this.” Simon answered, “Master Springsteen, it’s not you who insulted us, it’s them. You don’t need to apologize on behalf of them.” Christopher then stepped in and said, “Master Springsteen, Simon had always been a straightforward person. Please excuse his frankness.” “It’s fine. He’s right.” Master Springsteen then looked at Sylvia. As the harsh criticism faded, Sylvia’s emotion returned to normal for a bit and when she sensed Master Springsteen’s gaze, she regrouped her

Meanwhile, another black MPV cruised on the road smoothly and arrived at the Springsteen family’s mansion in less than 20 minutes. “Master Carter, thank you for sending me home,” Lily said with a sweet smile. “You’re welcome,” he answered coldly. Lily noticed the grumpy look and she assumed it was because of Sylvia’s embarrassment, so she got out of the car without saying anything. “Goodnight, Master Carter.” Lily waved at him and then headed into the house. The car drove away as soon as she walked in. It was quiet inside the car. The man’s eyes were glued to the front and his expression was frosty as usual. He had a glance at his watch. It had been 20-plus minutes since they left the hotel and since that woman was living near the Art Academy, she should have gotten home by now. He took his phone out and texted her. The last message he received from her was her updating him about the kids’ homework. A few seconds of hesitation later, he started typing. “Are yo

His towering figure surrounded her like iron walls. She got nervous and her face got redder. He chuckled at her reaction. He lifted her face and kissed her again until he felt pain on his lips once more. He gasped in pain and was forced to release her lips. He stared at her coldly and she reacted by shrinking her neck meekly. He grunted and then held the back of her neck. Just before they locked their lips again, she said, “Odell, I’m still pregnant. Don’t do this, please.” His hand froze and he stared at her blankly. Her eyes were reddish and teary. She was begging for him to stop as if she was worried that he would hurt the baby in her belly. Disgust rose all of a sudden and he took a step back. Sylvia held the towel around her chest with one hand and hugged her belly with the other. She was in a defensive stance. He glared at her coldly and then decided to leave the room. His towering figure disappeared from her sight in the blink of an eye, and the door was