Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife novel Chapter 1742

Chapter 1742

The day passed while Sherry buried herself in work.

At dusk, Sherry walked out of the office and saw her white car parked beside the road.

The window was wound down and Caprice popped her head out, calling her adorably, “Mommy…”

The sweet expression felt warmer than the breeze.

Sherry hastened her steps to the car. She got in, hugged the girl in her arms, and kissed her on the

cheek.

Caprice giggled as she kissed her mother back. They played around for a while before Sherry released the girl. She then switched her attention to the driver’s seat. “Why aren’t you driving?”

John smiled and looked at her through the rear mirror. “I’m waiting for your order.”

Sherry gulped. “Drive.”

John started the car and drove, but not in the direction of her apartment.

Sherry asked, “Where are you going?”

He said, “Caprice wants to have something good to eat. I booked a restaurant. We’ll be there in twenty minutes.”

Sherry frowned.

“I’ve only booked a table. I didn’t pay for it yet,” he added.

Sherry’s brows eased. “If Caprice wants to eat nice food, let’s

go.”

Even though their relationship was not as tense as before, it did not mean that she had forgiven him or accepted him. She would never eat the food that he bought.

Sherry then looked outside the window with Caprice.

John glanced at her through the rear window. His lips pursed in silence.

Less than twenty minutes later, they arrived at the restaurant that was famous for seafood.

John had booked the best room on the second floor.

Sherry carried Caprice and followed John and the waiter to the room. She was stunned when she saw the place.

Caprice flipped to the last page and pointed at a beautiful–looking dessert. “This!”

The waiter smiled brightly. “Alright. Is there anything else?”

Caprice said, “Nothing else for me.”

The waiter looked at Sherry.

Sherry forced a stiff smile on her face. “Me too.”

Caprice had ordered half of the menu, so there was no reason for her to order any more.

The waiter then turned to John.

John glanced at Sherry as the closed the menu in his hands. “Three glasses of fruit juice please.”

“Alright. Please wait while the kitchen prepares your order.”

The waiter kept the menus and left.

John looked at Sherry.