Master Odell’s Secret Ex-Wife Chapter 987

Chapter 987

Back in Sylvia‘s room, she had just opened a window and was about to attempt to escape through it.

When she was about to jump from the balcony to the yard, she heard a knocking at the door.

The maid‘s voice followed . “Mrs. Carter, are you resting ? Ms. Fowler has woken up, so Master Stockt
on told me to bring you over to her.”

Sylvia‘s eyes lit up. “No, I‘m already up. I‘m coming.”

Riding a shuttle bus that had been especially designed to be driven within the huge manor
grounds, it took Sylvia three minutes to reach the other building where Sherry‘s room was located

Several bodyguards were stationed outside the entrance. However, since John must have given the or
der, no one stopped her.

She walked through the front yard and reached the door.

When she entered the living hall, Sherry came out of her room.

Her hair was loosely draped
over her shoulder and she wore a long dress with slippers. It looked as if she had just woken up.

There was nothing wrong with her attire but she was obviously thinner and
paler than the last time Sylvia had seen her.

Sylvia ran to her. “Sherry, has he been abusing you?”

Sherry smiled. “He just doesn‘t let me out of the premises. He hasn‘t done anything to me.”



“You look a lot thinner.”

Sherry looked evasive. “I just haven‘t had much of an appetite, so I‘ve been skipping meals.”

No appetite?

Sylvia glanced at her tummy.

When she was pregnant with Isabel and Liam, she had also
lost her appetite and become a lot thinner than before.

“Are you pregnant?”

Sherry answered immediately, “No way.”

“Why? How could you be so sure?”

“I take birth control pills every time we f*ck. There‘s no way I‘m having his baby.”

Sherry looked serious. Sylvia frowned. “Then why the loss of appetite? Aren‘t they feeding you well?”

The Sherry she knew would never lose her appetite. Even when Sherry had been chased out of her fa
mily and asked for Sylvia‘s help, she had still been able to eat.

Sherry avoided her questioning gaze. “I just don‘t feel like it. You know, being locked up and all.”

Sylvia did not believe her.

However, before she could ask any more questions, Sherry asked her, “Sylvia, what brings you here?
Did you argue with Odell again? Did he do anything bad to you?”

Sylvia‘s gaze turned cold. “He didn’t.”



“Then why did you come all
the way here in the middle of the night? What happened?” Sherry asked out of concern.

Sylvia tightened her lips and said, “I recovered my memory.”

“Huh? What then?”

“I only recovered a part of it. Just the first three of the nine years.”

The corners of Sherry‘s mouth twitched. “So you
only remember the events before he slapped you sixty times and kicked you out before taking the
children away?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay, I got it.”

At the same time, in the building next door, John sat before the dining table alone.

Before him, a sumptuous breakfast had been laid out.

He was on his phone, listening to a live recording of the conversation next door.

His phone was connected to the receiver in the living hall, and

he could hear every word that Sherry and Sylvia spoke.

His brows furrowed when he heard Sylvia talking about the sixty slaps.

When he had first dated Sherry, he heard many complaints about Odell. Originally , he had only thought
did not like his wife, hence the silent treatment. He had not expected the man to



have snatched his kids away, slapped his wife sixty times and chased her out of the house.

As expected of Odell Carter of Westchester. He was a ruthless person indeed.


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