Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife
Chapter 639

Chapter 639

It was bizarre to think that the boy ended up becoming her husband in the future, the now twice- divorced ex-husband that had given her nothing but suffering...

Memories came flooding back.

Sylvia looked at the night sky through the car window. Her mind was blank.

Odell sat next to her and stared thoughtfully at her.

It was as if his gaze would penetrate her skull.

Sylvia found it hard to believe that he was the boy she rescued that night. She suddenly felt an inexplicable heaviness in her heart and after a while, a thought suddenly occurred to her. She turned to him and asked, “Odell, you don't think that Tara was the one who saved you that night, do you?” Odell made a look and stayed silent. The disturbed look in his eyes was all the answer she needed. She felt something stuck in her throat and did not know what to say She recalled how he always talked about how much Tara had done for him in the past, and how she was his single ray of hope in the dark days of his youth. Did Tara end up becoming this contorted idea of his muse by taking the sapphire ring? Could it be that Sylvia was his true muse all along? This was ridiculous!

If she had not given the ring to Tara, would Odell have even met Tara at all?

Perhaps they never would have gotten divorced? Perhaps he would never have her slapped sixty times to avenge Tara? Perhaps all the events that transpired would never have happened. Perhaps he would have never broken her leg!

Would he have chosen her over Tara without any hesitation back then?

However, there was no such thing as “if" in the harsh reality they lived in. Everything happened the way it did. She could still remember the sharp pain in her leg. They were never destined to be together!

Sylvia frowned icily, then turned her head to look out the car window again.

She felt his arm slowly draw away from her waist.

Perhaps he let go of her because he could not handle this sudden relegation.

She immediately shifted to the other side of the car to get as far away from him as she could.

The car was still parked on the side of the road.

The street lamp shone through the car window and on her frail, tired face.

Meanwhile, Odell sat rooted to the same spot. He was completely motionless as if his soul had drifted out of his body. He was completely drained.

He stared at her, the veins in his eyes bulging with red.

This woman... This woman who he had hurt countless times was the girl who saved him that night? Were the heavens messing with him?

How could this be?!

How could it be her?!

He broke the silence, his voice was unbelievably hoarse. “Are you lying to me? I know that you were good friends with Tara when you two were young. She must've told you about her saving me that night and shown you this ring in the past, hasn't she?” Sylvia rolled her eyes at him. “Believe it or not, I don't care.”

Odell formed his lips into a thin, compressed line.

He knew that Sylvia wanted nothing more than to be done with him, so there was no motivation for her to conjure such a ridiculous tale.

After he thought about it, he realized that Sylvia's voice and entire demeanor were very similar to the girl who saved him on that rainy night.

The streetlights outside the car window could not reach his side of the backseat as he sat amid the darkness.

Perhaps all this was too much and too sudden for him to process. He slumped weakly against the backseat, his tired eyes slowly closed. After what seemed like forever, he suddenly informed, “Isabel and Liam should be at my grandmother's now.” Sylvia was alerted by this and glanced at him.

She could only make out his bare silhouette amid the harrowing darkness that surrounded him. It was eerie in a certain way.

She kept quiet. Then, she opened the door and stepped outside.

She called for a taxi on the side of the road. After about half an hour, the taxi drove across a junction near the Art Academy and she arrived at the place where she lived with Thomas.

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