Chapter 61 A broken toy?
For a split second, Sylvia felt her body convulsing, prickled by numerous sharp thorns that penetrated her skin.
Almost by instinct, she raised a hand and delivered a slap across Odell’s handsome face.
Smack!
A clear, crisp smack cut through the air.
Sylvia felt her palm trembling. Her anger was what kept her going as she roared with a vengeance, “Odell, you’re the broken toy!”
As soon as she said this, she felt something gripping her neck.
It was Odell who grabbed her neck and pushed her against the wall behind her. His face was terrible and dark.
“You hit me? How dare you hit me?” He stared at her murderously as if he wanted to drill holes into her body with his gaze.
The look in Sylvia’s eyes shifted, then she braced herself and howled again, “You were the one who started it!”
Odell tightened his grip in anger.
Sylvia was suffocating and desperately opened her mouth to draw in large mouthfuls of air. Underneath the light, her luscious lips were glowing an irresistible pink.
Odell gulped.
Then, in one swift motion, he forced his lips onto hers.
Sylvia’s eyes widened instantly.
After a momentary confusion, she finally came to and ruthlessly shoved him away.
Feeling her struggle, Odell quickly let her go. Sylvia asked sullenly, “Odell, what the hell are you doing?” Odell squinted his eyes with an indescribable look.
Seeing that he did not yield an answer, Sylvia probed again, “Don’t tell me that you still have perverted ideas about your ex-wife, do you?”
This stunned Odell for several seconds, then he suddenly curled his lips into a wretched smile and said, “Do you think I’ll have any interest in a disgusting witch like you who would even try to seduce her sister’s fiancé?”
“Then, why did you kiss me?” Sylvia countered, “Aren’t you afraid of tarnishing yourself?” “You’re dirty, but at least still more presentable than those women you see in clubs.” He smiled coyly. “Besides, since you like fishing for men’s attention, I might as well have my fun with you.”
Sylvia was speechless. She immediately raised her hand at him again.
This time, he abruptly grabbed her hand before she even grazed his face and shoved her hand against the wall
Sylvia felt her back slamming against the wall. She winced in pain, then glared at him and yelled, “Odell, you’re the dirty one here! You cheating, disgusting scum, even prostitutes have more honor than you!”
Odell’s face darkened. “You dare to say that again?”
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