La ex esposa secreta de Amo Odell Eggsoup
Capítulo 882

Capítulo 882

Chapter 882

She frowned. Then, she carried the sleeping Flint and went to Isabel and Liam’s room.

Both the little ones were asleep.

Sylvia sat down beside their bed with Flint in her arms.

Having all three of her children by her side eased her anxiety. Although she could not completely rid herself of the uneasiness, she finally felt the sleepiness overtake her.

She leaned against the headboard of the bed and dozed off.

It was only when her arms suddenly felt empty that she opened her eyes and saw Odell putting Flint back in the bed.

He looked handsome in his black suit. The faint smell of wine continued to linger on him, which meant he had just come home from dinner.

Sylvia pursed her lips.

After putting Flint down, Odell looked at her and saw that she was awake.

He raised his hand to touch her head and asked, “Why are you sitting here?”

“Nothing.” Sylvia then put up her legs on the bed and lay beside Flint. “I’ll be sleeping here tonight. You can go back and rest.”

Odell narrowed his eyes when he saw that she seemed out of sorts and asked, “What’s the matter?”

“Nothing. I just want to spend the night with the kids.”

She sounded annoyed.

Odell slapped her on the bum and said, “Get up.”

Sylvia shut her eyes and ignored him.

“I’ll count to three,” he said.

“Even if you count to a hundred, I’m still not getting up.”

Before her words had even subsided, she found herself lifted up.

Sylvia squealed in shock but did not want to wake the kids. So, she struggled and complained in whispered tones, “Put me down!”

Odell carried her back to their room.

Sylvia was tossed on the bed and before she could sit up, his towering figure overwhelmed her.

Thud.

She was forced to lay down on the bed with him above her.

He cupped her chin and stared at her deeply. “Are you angry?”

“No.” Sylvia looked away.

Odell turned her face back and kissed her.

The kiss lasted longer than usual, only releasing her when Sylvia was almost out of breath.

He asked, “Why are you angry?”

Sylvia pouted as she ignored his question.