Chapter 1047
She observed the painting for a while before moving off to where the sculpting tools were and went to
work.
The day passed quickly. Night soon fell and it was time for bed.
When she returned to the bedroom from the third floor, she saw Odell and Flint‘s figures lying on the
bed.
Flint was sleeping soundly next to Odell. Just like yesterday, the man leaned against the bedboard whil
e reading a book.
When Sylvia entered , he smiled and looked at her. “Are you done?”
Sylvia grunted.
He put down the book and got out of bed. It seemed like he was heading out.
Sylvia immediately asked, “Where are you going?” He replied, “To the guest room.”
Why was he scuttling away to the guest room? She
did not tell him to leave. She became slightly upset and said in an accusing tone, “You
were lying down already. Why are you going to the guest room?” Odell approached her
with a somber expression. “Didn‘t
you tell me this morning that I‘m not allowed to sleep here again?”
Sylvia was speechless. She suddenly seemed troubled and consumed by guilt. Odell looked at her for
a few seconds , and upon noting her silence, he was prepared to walk past her and leave the room.
When Sylvia noticed that he was going to go, she quickly explained , “I was just upset at the time.
I thought that you were getting angry at Flint which is why I said all that.”
Odell turned to her. “What do you mean? What did you
say?”
He said this with great solemnity, not understanding what Sylvia meant.
Sylvia stammered, “Y-you know, I got upset and it all just came out.”
Odell squinted and approached her. His large figure towered over her like a mountain.
Sylvia stepped back instinctively.
He continued advancing toward her without the slightest intention of stopping.
Eventually, Sylvia backed into a wall with nowhere else to go.
She looked at him unnervingly. “What are you doing?”
As he grabbed her chin and grazed against her lip with his finger, a shimmer of light flashed in his
eyes. “You know what.”
Sylvia stayed quiet.
“I‘ll kiss you if you‘re not going to say anything.” With
that, she zipped her lips and remained silent. Odell chuckled softly and drew closer.
Their lips pressed together, and the dim lights inside the room
gave the outline of their figures a different glow. .
After the kiss that lasted an eternity , the silence in the room was at last broken.
Odell picked her up effortlessly.
Her cheeks were flushed
with red, and her eyes seemed to sparkle. Underneath the lights, she blossomed like a flower.
Odell could not resist the urge to continue to suffocate Sylvia with kisses. He advanced toward the bed
with her in his arms.
She began shoving at him. “Odell, Flint is still…” “He‘s asleep.”
“What if he wakes up?”
“He won‘t.”
“But if–”
“Not buts.” With that, he sealed her lips again so that she would not utter another word of protest.
Sylvia was not going to say anything, to begin with.
Besides, Flint was asleep and was not going to
wake up anytime soon. At this point, she would be a spoilsport to refuse him.
They went at it until midnight.
Just as Odell said, Flint remained sleeping in his crib the entire time.
Sylvia was sweating all over and exhausted as she leaned against Odell.
He rested his chin in one hand and looked at her contentedly like
a hungry wolf relishing in the meal he just had. He suddenly asked, “Are you tired?”
Sylvia could fall asleep at any second, so she groaned weakly. “Want me to carry you to the shower?”
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