Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife novel Chapter 1344

Chapter 1344

Odell’s mind cleared up a bit once he stood firm. He drew his hand back and walked straight out.

shermaine quickly followed him.

The other bosses looked at each other and walked out with smirks on their faces. After saying a few more goodbyes to Odell in the parking lot outside the restaurant, they went back to their cars and left.

Odell also got into his car. The alcohol made his body feel a bit weak, so he left the car door open and let the cold wind blow in.

Then, he lowered the back of the seat, closed his eyes, and lay down. His brain was intoxicated from the alcohol.

Not long after, just as he was about to fall asleep, a soft voice suddenly spoke. “Master Carter, I bought you a cup of honey water. Drink it to sober up.”

Odell opened his eyes.

A small and fair palm-sized face immediately appeared in his blurred vision.

“Sylvia?” He frowned and grabbed her hand.

Shermaine’s eyes flickered.

Sylvia?

A hint of depression flashed in her heart, but that was soon washed away by the surprise and delight of him grabbing her wrist. She imitated Sylvia’s usual smile and curled her lips toward him. “I’m

Shermaine, Master Carter. I’m not your wife.”

Odell’s gaze changed, and the hand that grabbed her wrist suddenly loosened. He raised his hand and pressed it to his forehead, saying in a hoarse voice, “Sorry.”

Shermaine’s eyes darkened.

Why did he let go?

If she had known, she would not have corrected him.

After regretting it for a while, she said, “It’s okay. Drink some honey water to sober up. It’s easy to get sick from the cold wind.” She handed the honey water to him again.

Odell was silent and took the honey water. “Thanks.”

shermaine quickly said, “You don’t have to thank me. I’m just doing my job.”

He opened the lid of the cup. There was not only honey inside, but also lemon, making it taste sweet and sour.

After taking two sips, his mind was much clearer than before. He looked at shermaine again and saw her face clearly.

“It’s late. You should go back first,” he said.

Shermaine’s eyes flickered, and she said, “I don’t have anything to do at home alone anyway.” Looking at his expression, she added, “ Master Carter, you drank a lot of wine today and shouldn’t drive. Why don’t I take you home?”

“No need.” His voice was low, cold, and emotionless.

Shermaine pursed her lips. “How are you supposed to go back then?”

Odell closed his eyes again. His handsome face was shrouded by the night, appearing cold and dark.

She hesitated for a moment and asked, “Master Carter, did you drink so much tonight because of your wife?”

Odell frowned. “Don’t bring her up.” His voice was extraordinarily cold.

shermaine quickly changed her tone. “My apologies. I overspoke.”