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Chapter 61

    Chapter 61 A broken toy?


    For a split second, Sylvia felt her body convulsing, prickled by numerous sharp thorns that prated


    her skin.


    Almost by instinct, she raised a hand and delivered a p across Odell’s handsome face.


    Smack!


    A clear, crisp smack cut through the air.


    Sylvia felt her palm trembling. Her anger was what kept her going as she roared with a vengeance,


    “Odell, you’re the broken toy!”


    As soon as she said this, she felt something gripping her neck.


    It was Odell who grabbed her neck and pushed her against the wall behind her. His face was terrible and


    dark.


    “You hit me? How dare you hit me?” He stared at her murderously as if he wanted to drill holes into her


    body with his gaze.


    The look in Sylvia’s eyes shifted, then she braced herself and howled again, “You were the one who


    started it!”


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    Odell tightened his grip in anger.


    Sylvia was suffocating and desperately opened her mouth to draw inrge mouthfuls of air. Underneath


    the light, her luscious lips were glowing an irresistible pink.


    Odell gulped.


    Then, in one swift motion, he forced his lips onto hers.


    Sylvia’s eyes widened instantly.


    After a momentary confusion, she finally came to and ruthlessly shoved him away.


    Feeling her struggle, Odell quickly let her go. Sylvia asked sullenly, “Odell, what the hell are you doing?”


    Odell squinted his eyes with an indescribable look.


    Seeing that he did not yield an answer, Sylvia probed again, “Don’t tell me that you still have perverted


    ideas about your ex-wife, do you?”


    This stunned Odell for several seconds, then he suddenly curled his lips into a wretched smile and said,


    “Do you think I’ll have any interest in a disgusting witch like you who would even try to seduce her


    sister’s fiancé?”


    “Then, why did you kiss me?” Sylvia countered, “Aren’t you afraid of tarnishing yourself?” “You’re dirty,


    but at least still more presentable than those women you see in clubs.” He smiled coyly. “Besides, since


    you like fishing for men’s attention, I might as well have my fun with you.”


    Sylvia was speechless. She immediately raised her hand at him again.


    This time, he abruptly grabbed her hand before she even grazed his face and shoved her hand against


    the wall


    Sylvia felt her back mming against the wall. She winced in pain, then red at him and yelled, “Odell,


    you’re the dirty one here! You cheating, disgusting scum, even prostitutes have more honor than you!”


    Odell’s face darkened. “You dare to say that again?”


    “You sick son of a bitch, even prostitutes have more honor than-” Before she could finish her sentence,


    he plugged her mouth with his kiss again.


    He was overbearing.


    Sylvia struggled for a while before he let go.


    Then, he raised his hand and wiped the corner of his mouth, looking at her with disdain. “How very dull.”


    Sylvia was so furious that she could hardly gather her thoughts concisely. She immediately opened her


    mouth and readied herself to unload a barrage of insults at him.


    Before she could begin, he smiled wickedly and asked, “Do you still want to see the children?” Sylvia


    immediately clenched her teeth and swallowed the words that nearly erupted. Odell continued that


    mockingughter of his. “If you want to see the children again, don’t you ever let me hear you insulting


    me.”


    Sylvia wanted nothing more than to cuss him out right then and there! But she could not. She was


    completely outmatched by him!


    She flexed every muscle in her jaw to keep her mouth shut to a point where her eyes were reddening


    with vexation
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