Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife

Edmund noticed the unease on Tara’s pale face, which made him suspicious. After a quick thought flashed in his mind, he cursed out loud, “Don’t f*cking tell me Odell Carter took her away again.” Tara clenched her teeth tightly and went outside; Edmund immediately went after her. Something had been off from the moment he had arrived at the restaurant. Sylvia was not a drinker, so how had she gotten herself drunk? It was also uncannily coincidental that Tara’s friend had happened to see her. He asked in a cold voice, “Is Syl really drunk? Or did you tell someone to drug her?” Tara’s irritation robbed her of the mood to continue pretending. With a cold look on her face, she said, “If you really like Sylvia, then you’d better start looking for her!” Edmund glared at her fiercely before he darted out.

The weather turned warm but the night breeze remained chilly. However, not even a bit of the bone- chilling wind got into the sprinting sports car. Sylvia was squirming around in the passenger seat that she had been strapped into. It was getting hot. She tried to control her movements with her remaining sanity but she felt as if it was scorching her.

She then ripped her turtleneck sweater off. Thankfully, she still had a thin layer of clothing underneath that wrapped around her bust perfectly Odell frowned and bellowed, “Put your clothes on!” As his voice subsided, a sharp ripping noise sounded. Sylvia had impatiently torn the thin layer of clothing off her chest, revealing a large portion of her skin, although she was still complaining about the heat.

The ripped clothes were tossed to the rear seat.

Odell’s brows furrowed even tighter. He then quickly wound down the window on her side, allowing the chilly breeze to come in.

As the chilly breeze whirled its way into the car and touched every part of Sylvia’s exposed body, she quickly stuck her face to the half-lowered window and enjoyed the wind as if she was intoxicated by drugs.

Odell’s lips lifted into a soft grin but he also breathed a sigh of relief because she had finally stopped taking her clothes off.

A while later, the car turned into a street and stopped in front of an empty mansion.

Odell got out of the car and went around to the passenger’s side.

He opened the door and wrapped his arm around Sylvia’s waist to carry her up.

Sylvia reacted like a clingy kitten as she actively curled her arms around his neck. He barely even needed to use any of his strength to lift her up.

At the same time, her phone in her purse rang. It was a call from Edmund.

Odell’s eyes turned cold after a glance at the name. He rejected it without a second thought and switched the phone off.

Then, he carried her into the mansion. © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

This was the place that they used to live during the two years that they had been married. The place was regularly cleaned, so it was rather clean and organized. Even the sheets and the pillows in the bedroom were changed once every week, making them fresh and clean.

After placing Sylvia on the bed, he forced himself on her and started to ravage her lips. She was not just drunk and he had been holding himself back throughout the whole journey to this place. He had to do it with her tonight!

The night was as dark as ink, and even the moon shyly hid behind the trees. After a sensual night, the sky finally turned bright.

The land was blessed with light as the sun rose up from the horizon.

Inside the warm room, Sylvia was still fast asleep on the bed. The man beside her propped up his cheek with his hand as he stared deeply at her rosy pink face.

He seemed happy and the smile on his face was proof.