Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife novel Chapter 1550

Chapter 1550

Late into the night, Caprice got tired out from all that playing at Madam Stockton’s and had fallen asleep. It was Queenie who took her back to Sherry’s.

Sherry promptly took the child into her arms.

After seeing Queenie off, she carried Caprice back into the bedroom.

With the help of Aunt Wanda, Caprice was cleaned up before Sherry put her into bed. She hugged Caprice tightly and surrounded her with her warmth.

John stepped into the room around this point.

Sherry was just about to fall asleep when she was awakened by John knocking on the door.

She glared at him grumpily. “The door is unlocked, what are you knocking for?”

John stood by the threshold of the door and looked at Sherry with a snarky smile.” What, did you leave the door unlocked just for me?”

Sherry seemed repulsed by this suggestion and said, “You think too highly of yourself, I just forgot to lock the door.”

John grinned and shot a look at her before turning around.

It seemed like he was heading back to his room.

He was probably going to take a shower.

Sherry ignored him, then she put her arms around Caprice and closed her eyes again.

Except she was not tired anymore. John had interrupted her sleep and now she was wide awake again.

When she heard the sound of faint footsteps approaching, she opened her eyes again and stole a glance.

It was John. He was wearing a set of silver–gray silk pajamas. She could not help but notice that he had left the buttons from his collar down to the middle of his chest unbuttoned. It seemed like it was intentional.

The collars were pulled to the side, revealing the texture of his skin underneath.

His eyes gleamed with charm, he was up to no good.

He was the devil himself.

Sherry could not resist staring and silently gulped.

As soon as John entered, he peered into her eyes, his vision completely unobstructed by the darkness. “Sherry, why haven’t you slept yet? Were you waiting for me?”

He spoke in a low and mellow voice, a gentle tone.

Just a small sentence managed to evoke such feelings of endearment.

Sherry was slowly losing control of herself. She had to suppress her restlessness as she answered without directly looking at John, “I fell asleep just now, but your footsteps woke me up again.”