Chapter 427
Odell glanced at her before picking up his cutlery to eat.
Sylvia started eating as well, taking big bites as she went along.
While she was not exactly crude, she was not exactly eating elegantly either.
Sylvia quickly finished her food. She then set down her spoon and turned around to begin moving back into her wheelchair.
Odell furrowed his eyebrows at her. “You’re done eating?”
“Yes.”
He pursed his lips at her short reply.
Sylvia then wheeled herself back into her bedroom.
Odell instantly lost all his appetite so he stood up and went to Madam Carter’s room.
He sat down on the chair by her bed and looked at Madam Carter. Then, he asked Violet, “What has she been doing recently?”
Odell was obviously referring to Sylvia.
Violet replied, “Mrs. Carter has been making wood carvings recently.”
“Nothing else?”
Violet answered, “Besides making wood carvings, Mrs. Carter only eats and sleeps.”
Odell’s eyebrows knit tightly together.
After spending a bit more time with Madam Carter, he stood up.
However, instead of leaving immediately as he would usually do, he instead went to Sylvia’s bedroom.
Odell pushed open the door to see Sylvia seated at the table, the carving knife in her hand moving continuously against a wood block.
Only the sounds of wood being chipped away could be heard in the bedroom.
Odell walked toward Sylvia and took a look at her carving.
From the shape of it, it seemed to be the crown he had stepped on previously.
Odell’s eyes shifted inexplicably as he asked, “What are you making a carving of?”
Sylvia replied, “A crown.”
“What kind of crown?”
Her face did not shift in the slightest and was completely devoid of emotions. It was as if she was a marionette.
Odell angrily shouted, “Stand there!”
Sylvia immediately stopped walking.
Odell stared at her back and ordered, “Turn around and look at me.”
Sylvia did as she was told, her cold gaze meeting his fiery one.
Odell walked right up to her and grabbed her chin. Then, he snarled, “Do you plan on acting like this around me from now on?”
Sylvia replied, “If you’re unhappy about it, then divorce me.”
Odell’s expression turned cold and his grip around her chin tightened. “Are you still thinking about Edmund Price?”
“If you want to think that way, I can’t stop you.”
“Then don’t even think that you’ll be able to see him again.” He stared at her coldly. “As long as you’re still breathing, I won’t ever divorce you!”
Sylvia’s eyes stayed blank and emotionless. It was as if even if he dislocated her jaw right now, she would still feel no pain.
So with this threat, she felt nothing at all.
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