Chapter 92
Warm light shed over the yard. Isabel and Liam never stopped slurping and chewing their food. Although Odell’s ster presence made the atmosphere a lot tenser and quieter, Sylvia still smiled happily when she saw her kids enjoying the food
The only downside to the harinonious atmosphere was the lack of pasta
Sylvia only had a small plate of spaghetti She then added more to Isabel and Liam’s plate There was still some in the pot, which was enough for Aunt Tonya and Odell each to have an extra serving
Odell finished his spaghetti in a few bites. He wanted another plate, but he saw Sylvia stop eating and was drinking water. He had a glance at the pot, then he also put his fork and spoon down. He said, “Make more next time. Sylvia was stunned. She thought he did not have enough, so she said, “There’s still some in the pot.”
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Odell did not answer. Instead, he started eating the fruits that were prepared No matter how much he wanted to have another plate, he was not that low to take food away from a woman.
Sylvia blinked and asked with a grin, “Odell, don’t you want any inore?” Odell nodded and hummed a reply.
Sylvia then picked up the entire pot and poured the rest onto Aunt Tonya’s and her plate, not even leaving a drop of sauce behind She had no intention of keeping anything for him. Odell’s face fell.
It seemed like the woman that he used to call his wife had outgrown him
Back in the day, whenever he came home from work, she would fill her plate with food and let him fill his stomach first. He was her priority.
Now, not only was she unwelcoming, but when he said he had enough, she had poured the entire pot onto her plate and did not even try to patronize him. While they were no longer husband and wife, it somehow still made him downhearted. Isabel and Liam ate non-stop. The quiet table was filled with their slurping and chewing
No one had the time or the mood to respond to his temper.
It was only after a while that he had enough of being ignored. “Ahem!”
Both Isabel and Liam looked at him together with furrowed brows.
Isabel asked, “What do you want, big baddie?” Odell looked at Sylvia. “I want dessert.”
The edge of Sylvia’s mouth twitched a little
Who did he think she was? His maid? Or did he expect her to serve hin like she used to?
Sylvia really wanted to argue with him, but for the sake of the kids, she suppressed her temper and forced a smile “I didn’t make any dessert today If you want to have some, go home or ask Tara to make some for you”
Odell tensed his lips in silence
After Isabel and Liam finished eating and put down their cutlery, Sylvia wiped their mouths and hands for them
Odell glanced at them “Time to go home”
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