Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife

Chapter 213 Their days were productive and full of joy. Soon, five days had gone by.

On this particular day, Sylvia took them to the fun fair and spent longer than usual at the fair. By the time she took them home, it was already dark.

She parked her car in front of the entrance of the Carters‘ residence.

Sylvia took Isabel and Liam out of the car in turn while the children looked at her with a lingering look. She patted their heads, smiled, and said, “Go back and get some early rest. We can meet again tomorrow morning.” This seemed to do the job of comforting them. Sylvia bent over and inched her face forward until she was right between them. As if synchronized, Isabel and Liam pecked a kiss on her cheeks on each side. Liam bade her farewell. “Bye, Mommy.” Isabel yelled loudly, “Mommy, I‘ll see you tomorrow!” Sylvia smiled and assured them, “Yeap, I‘ll see you two tomorrow. Hurry up and go inside.” The two walked inside hand in hand. Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

She only drew her gaze away after ensuring the two had gone inside.

It was also at this time that she noticed something peculiar and glanced in the direction of the second floor of the house. There was what seemed to be a balcony there, but there was no light inside. It was pitch–black and nothing could be seen.

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Sylvia glanced at it for several seconds and walked back to her car. She drove back to her place. Meanwhile, on that balcony, there was a tall figure hiding in the darkness. It was Odell leaning against the wall with his arms crossed his chest. His eyes followed Sylvia‘s car as she drove away. He did not turn away until the car vanished out of sight at the intersection. He grimaced faintly. Five days, five full days. Ever since the start of the school holidays when she got to spend time with the children during the day, she had never come to the house at night.

Did she truly have no feelings for him, or was this her way of teasing him and building suspense?

With the new year approaching, the general mood was more jovial than usual.

Sylvia received invitations to various events, including ones from the Westchester Art Association or other woodworking associations.

Even Emmanuel, of all people, called her and invited her to return home to celebrate the new year, speaking to her with an air of forgiveness for what happened between them.

Sylvia refused and quickly hang up. Instead, she accepted the invitation to a party hosted by the Westchester Art Association.

Simon and the others would also be participating. They were all well–acquainted friends, and she expected to have a good time at the party. Two days later, in the evening, after she sent home Isabel and Liam who had been playing at her place all day, she went straight to the venue.

It was hosted in a five–star hotel.

Sylvia ran into Christopher and Simon on the way to the hotel. They accompanied her to the venue.

As soon as she stepped inside, she was instantly captivated by the large hall and the bright lights illuminating the hall.

It was certainly a huge venue, and there were already many people present. In addition to the people from the Art Association, she also noticed a good portion of industry leaders that she had met on certain occasions while working in the woodworking studio. The party was not only an event reserved for those of the Arts Association but people from other industries as well. Christopher told them, “Sylvia, Simon, feel free to look around. I‘m heading outside for a bit.” Sylvia and Simon nodded pleasantly before

Christopher quickly walked out. They got a glass of wine each and walked to a less crowded section of the venue in unison. They were not very fond of socializing. However, it did not take long before people began noticing them. First, it was members of the Art Association who came over to them to exchange pleasantries. Soon, people who heard about the arrival of the renowned Mr. Amos and Ms. Sunflower began flocking to them as well.