Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife

At night, Sylvia received a message from Odell.

“Starting from tomorrow onwards, you don’t have to fetch the kids from school anymore.”

Apathy overflowed from the lines between the words. Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

“What? Odell, don’t be ridiculous!”

Odell did not text back.

Sylvia texted furiously. “Is it because of what I said earlier? I’ll apologize!”

Odell still did not text back.

“I’m sorry, Master Carter. Master Carter, please forgive me. I promise I won’t talk bad about you anymore.”

There was still no reply.

Sylvia then bombarded Odell with a barrage of texts.

“I only found out yesterday that my boss is Tristan. It’s not what you think!”

“If there’s anything going on between us, I’ll get hit by a truck!”

“If you still don’t believe me, you can go ask Tristan yourself!”

Back at the Carters’ mansion, Odell was lying down on the couch lazily. He had a glass of red wine in one hand and was scrolling through his phone with the other, reading the texts from Sylvia.

Apologies, explanations, and all the things she said were just to ask for his mercy to spare her

His thin lips curled into a soft grin. His fingers moved along the screen as he typed,” I’ll let you off this time for the sake of the kids, but no more next time.”

Just before he could send the message, he received more texts from Sylvia.

“Odell Carter, you crazy bastard!”

“You don’t believe what I said! Yeah, I’m seeing him, and not just him. I’m seeing a hundred men outside!”

“Oh, I also have your disgusting pictures with me. If you don’t let me fetch the kids from kindergarten, I’ll spread your pictures online!”

While the handsome face twisted in annoyance after reading through the messages, the comfortable room temperature suddenly suffered a drastic temperature drop.

Half a minute later, he deleted the messages he typed and decided to send a voice message instead.

Back at Sylvia’s place, she was losing her patience because she did not get a reply from Odell, hence the frustrated texts. It was getting annoying because she had explained herself and had even begged for his forgiveness but did not get any reply from the arrogant man.

After venting her emotions through the texts, she felt a lot more relieved.

Before she could savor the fresh air without being suffocated by her annoyance, she received a voice message from Odell.

Curious, she tapped on it.

“Sylvia, I will give you ten minutes to come here and apologize to me, or I will tie you up and throw you out of Westchester tonight.”

His foreboding tone sent chills down her spine, causing her to quiver.

Ten minutes later at the Carters’ mansion, Sylvia appeared with an umbrella, waiting for the owner outside the entrance.

It was raining heavily. The splashes of rainwater even wet her shoes.

She held the umbrella with one hand while holding her phone with the other, waiting

for Odell’s reply.

She texted him that she had arrived at the entrance two minutes ago, but Odell did not reply. She had no idea if he did not see it or decided to ignore it after seeing it.

It was cold at night, especially on such a rainy day. The wind was strong as well, and it gave her chills whenever it blew.

She hunched her body slightly as she continued to wait.

On the balcony on the second floor, Odell was actually watching her from the dark.

Time passed rather slowly while Sylvia waited.

Half an hour later, she squatted down because of the cold. While clutching her umbrella, her shaking fingers moved across the screen of her phone as she dialed Odell’s number.