Chapter 1336


    After dinner, Odell spent some time with his


    grandmother before going upstairs to put the three


    mischievous children to bed.


    Around ten o''clock, he finally returned to his and Sylvia''s bedroom.


    He got home before the clock even struck six today and somehow the time passed by without him noticing. He felt like he had


    barely done anything at all.


    He opened the door and stepped into the damning silence of the room, shored in darkness.


    There were no sounds at all except for the faint whisper of the wind blowing in through the windows left open.


    He reached for the switch and turned on the light. The bedroom waspletely untouched since he had left for work earlier this


    morning.


    It was also ufortably cold.


    The bedroom seemed like a foreign space to him. It was nothing like when Sylvia was here with him.


    Back then, no matter what time he came home, he would step into a cozy room filled with warmth. He would take a deep breath


    and catch the scent of Sylvia inside the room.


    Now, it was nothing but an off-putting silence that weed him into the room.


    It was disrupting the senses.


    He went to the window and proceeded to close it shut.


    After that, he went to the bathroom where he took a shower. Soon enough, he found himself on the bed


    staring at the ceiling.


    By this hour, Sylvia was probably asleep at Meadow Hills.


    He shut his eyes.


    The past few nights, he had trouble falling asleep.


    Just when it seemed like he was about to fall asleep, he


    was rudely awakened when he turned to his side and tried


    to cuddle with someone that was no longer there, only to


    brush his arms against the empty bed.


    He felt a suffocating sadness swelling inside him.


    He sat up and reached for his phone.


    She had been away for almost a week. She was probably


    not that upset anymore by this point.


    He texted her a short message, “Are you asleep?”


    The


    blocked.


    message could not be sent as his number was still


    Asullen look appeared on his face. He searched for Sylvia’s number in his contacts and clicked the dial button without a second


    thought.


    As usual, the call was unable to connect.


    Just as he had thought, he was still blocked.


    His face darkened, and he flung the phone aside and frowned. He was in a dark mood.


    Did she have to get so angry with him just because of something rather trivial that Shermaine had done


    completely by ident?


    Even after so many days had passed, did she not miss him


    at all? Did she not care about him at all?


    Meadow Hills.


    Sylvia and her colleagues were seated in a circle around a


    bonfire that they had set up behind the hotel.


    The bonfire was gigantic, the mes soared up into the


    sky.


    They ate barbecue and danced around the bonfire.


    Everyone was having a merry time.


    The fire shone its brilliant light over their faces, each of


    them grinning from ear to ear and radiating with joy. It


    was certainly a memory to be cherished.


    Immersed in the wonderful atmosphere, Sylvia found


    that she was unable to discard all her unpleasant


    memories to a side.


    They did not head back to the hotel until it was nearly


    midnight and they were exhausted from the evening''s activities.


    Sylvia waspletely worn out upon returning to her room. She threw off her coat and crashed onto the bed. It did not take long


    before she fell into a deep sleep.


    The curtains were not shut entirely and her bed was positioned next to the windows. The snow continued to fall outside while she


    was asleep.


    The faint glow of the moon poured into the room. Underneath the dim moonlight, one could see that Sylvia


    was smiling even in her sleep.


    Two days passed in the blink of an eye.


    Westchester, Carter Tower.


    The dim glow of the setting sun spilled into the office.


    Odell had just finished reviewing the final sheet of documents for the day, so he picked up his jacket and left


    his office.


    Shermaine, who was posted by the desk right outside his office, quickly rose from her seat and greeted Odell with a pleasant


    and warm smile.


    Odell continued heading toward the elevator without even batting an eye.


    She suddenly asked, “Master Carter, are you leaving already?”


    “Yeah,” Odell answered and continued walking.


    She tried to find something to talk about. “There’s going to be a party tonight. Aren’t you going to join? Most of


    the top branch will be there as well.”


    “Cliff can go in my ce.”


    “Alright.”


    Shermaine looked at Odell strutting into the elevator


    without sparing a look at her. She frowned sadly at this


    sight.


    How many days had it been?


    Recently, Odell would leave the office as soon as he was finished with his work. He would head back home immediately without


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