Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife novel Chapter 750

Chapter 750

Odell frowned with irritation. “Why are you turning away?”

Was this her way of expressing her sorrow and emptiness? A show of her somber state?

“Does this make you feel better?” Sylvia asked.

Odell was puzzled by this.

“Next time, let me know in advance before you come here. That way, I can get something like a shawl to cover my face so you won’t have to look at my face again.” After a pause, she asked again, “Does this make you feel better?”

Odell was speechless.

Did she think that her face was the reason for him being upset?

A burst of vexation rushed up to his head. He walked up to her in just a few large strides. Then, he clasped his large palms around her chin and made her turn to face him. !!

His laser eyes seemed like they were going to bore holes into her. “Is something wrong with your head?” Sylvia narrowed her eyes and answered, “Not that I know

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of.”

He glared at her.

She immediately changed her tone. “If you think there’s something wrong, then it’s probably correct.” Odell pursed his lips. He felt what seemed like a lump in his throat. After that, he put one arm around her waist and carried her off the couch.

Sylvia almost shrieked by the suddenness of his action but did not dare to struggle. She grabbed at his collar and asked sharply, “Where are you taking me?”

“To a mental hospital,” he said with a vicious look, “Let’s have them dissect your brain to see what’s wrong with

you!”

The look in Sylvia’s eyes became alert, she clenched his collar tightly. Just as Odell was about to carry her past the door, she asked out of nowhere, “Do you still have a thing for me?”

Odell stopped abruptly and stared darkly at her.

“You’re just trying to get a feel of me, aren’t you?” she asked again, this time with her reddened eyes cast off to another direction.

Odell’s face darkened and he commanded sharply, “Say that while looking at me.”

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Sylvia gritted her teeth and confronted his gaze. She built up the courage to say to him, “You’re engaged to Miss Springsteen . You’re someone’s fiancé now and it’s not appropriate for you to carry me like this. It would be a bad look on you if someone sees us like this, so you’d better put me down right now.” He crooked one of his eyebrows. “And what if I don’t?”

Sylvia chirped softly. “People will talk.” Odell fell quiet.

The yard was as quiet as a cemetery. It was a cold night but there was no wind.