Master Odell’s Secret Ex-Wife Chapter 1127

Chapter 1127 Out of nowhere, a hand pressed onto the back of Sherry’s head. With her facepressed
against the fabric of the sofa, Sherry could hardly move.

She yelled at John, “D*mn it, John! Get your stinking hands off me!” John pulled back and got off the
sofa.

With one hand pressing against her head and another on her ass, John pinned Sherry down.

Watching as her legs kicked up in the air from being held down, a feeling of helplessness flashed in
John’s deep eyes under his messyfringe.

Had he pushed her too far? To think she had tried to use her head as a weapon…

Sherry was still putting up a fight.

“D*mn it, John! If you had the balls, you'd let me go.

Let’s see who has the tougher head!”

Smack.

John slapped her head.

Sherry yelled, “…

You can crush me, but you can't crush my spirit! Hit me again, and I’ll knock you out!” Smack.

He whacked her again on the back of her head.

Sherry, who was still being held down on the sofa by her head and bum, was speechless.



Before she could find the words to blast him, John remarked with a smile, “You’re free to go when you
clear your debt of eight hundred million.

Otherwise, don't even think about going anywhere else." He then released her.

Sherry rolled over, tumbling off the sofa to the ground.

By the time she had sat up, all Sherry saw was John walking out of the living room.

Sherry breathed out and brought her hands that were still tied up before her face to undo theknot with
her teeth.

Having succeeded, she proceeded to untie the rope around her ankles.

John was long gone so Sherry ran out of the living room, only to find eight bodyguards standing at the
door.

Since most of them were familiar faces, they had to be employees of the Stocktons.

With Sherry fast approaching, these bodyguards immediately blocked off the door.

Giving them an icy stare , Sherry made her way back to her room.

The villa had a tiny lawn, bordered by a semi-transparent wall towering at least three meters in height.

There were оптартс no trees by the wall to hold onto and climb.

A three-story villa stood tall behind the lawn.

The only window that could open was on the third floor in the back, but the altitudewas twenty meters
from the ground up.



Literally taking the plunge was death or paralysis waiting to happen.

Sherry wandered around all the rooms in the house before returning to the living room, looking
bummed out.

Sitting her bottom on the floor, she grimaced and looked in the direction of the front door.

Was she going to be locked up in here? Before, she had become John’s secret lover while he was still
single and available.

Although she had had a problem with the restricted meals and lack of freedom, Sherry had been fine
with everything else.

Nevertheless, he was now married to Shannon.

Sherry wanted no part of becoming the other woman that would come between the couple.

Never mind the public chastisement if word were to get out, Sherry felt sick to her stomach about it too.

With that in mind, Sherry closed her eyes and drew a deep breath.

She stayed in the seated position until sundown.

A strange maid entered the house, pushing a meal cart of food before her.

Sherry got a good whiff of the food before the food even made it to her.

Her belly rumbled like thunder.

Gulping, Sherry turned her head away.

The maid placed the dishes on the dining table before calling her over.



“Ms.

Fowler, dinner is ready.

Please enjoy." Sherry remained still, shutting her eyes to the maid.

The maid tried calling out to her again to no avail.

In the end, the maid walked away.

She came to the front door and told a bodyguard, “Dave, Ms.

Fowler's refusing the food.” Dave was the head of the bodyguards, responsible for stopping Sherry
from leaving and housekeeping.

Dumbstruck by the update, Dave proceeded to give John a call.


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