Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife novel Chapter 832

Chapter 832 

The door opened from the 

inside

The nurse held a baby wrapped in a blanket and smiled at Odell. “Master Carter, congratulations, it’s a boy!” 

Odell barely spared a look at the child and turned to the nurse with a frantic look on his face. “What about her? How is she?” 

The nurse informed, “Both the mother and the baby are safe. She exerted a lot of strength during childbirth and is very tired. She’s asleep now and should be fine after being given some time to rest.” 

Odell tried to go inside but the nurse stopped him from doing so. 

The nurse smiled politely. “Please wait just a moment. We’ll have her out in no time.” 

Odell halted. 

“You should take the boy first, he’s adorable,” the nurse said and handed the boy to him. 

Odell finally took a good look at 

the boy.

His skin was smooth as silk and fair. He was a tiny boy. 

The look in Odell’s eyes immediately softened, and he took the boy into his arms. 

Perhaps the boy sensed Odell’s beating down, he pried open his 

eyelids to reveal two black pearls that were dark as onyx stone. 

It was as if the boy was sizing him 

“Oh, the boy is beautiful,” Aunt Tonya 

approached and exclaimed in awe upon 

seeing the boy closely. 

Odell smiled with 

pride. 

That was when the closed door was pushed open again, Sylvia was carted out in the hospital bed, still

soundly asleep. 

Odell immediately passed the baby to Aunt Tonya and took a look at Sylvia. 

She was sound asleep. Her complexion was pale after exerting so much strength, and her brows were still fixed into a frown. 

He drew closer and put a hand over her brows to ease her frown, and quietly observed her expression with a pondering look. 

Shortly after that, the doctor informed that Sylvia needed more rest and proceeded to have the nurse cart her to her ward. It was only then that Odell removed himself from her reluctantly. 

The next morning, in a private 

ward. 

Sylvia, who had been sleeping all night, opened her eyes and found herself on a soft, feathery bed. 

Her head was still 

dizzy.

She looked at the ceiling above, then began turning around to get a sense of where she was. Soon enough, she identified the man sitting on a chair by the bed. 

He was leaning against the back of the chair with his arms folded across his chest. He stared at her with a dark and sharp look in his eyes. 

Sylvia’s first instinct was to quickly shut her eyes and pretend to be still asleep. 

A playful grin surfaced on Odell’s grim 

expression. 

“Do you want to see the boy?” he 

asked. 

His voice was filled with 

depth. 

Sylvia was very