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Chapter 1046 Before Odell could make his next move, Sylvia quickly hopped off the bed and went to the dressing
area to get changed.
Odell looked at her silently.
In an instant, all the lust inside him was washed away. He glanced at Flint.
Flint stopped snickering suddenly and looked at his father. His eyes widened into two large, reflective marbles.
The pair of father and son stared at each other sometime before Odell went to pick him up.
Flint began crying out, “Mommy, Mommy...”
Odell‘s face darkened briefly. He walked out of the room with Flint in his arms, but Flint‘s cries only grew louder
from that point on.
Sylvia, who had just gotten changed, quickly stepped out of the dressing area. She stepped out just in time to catch
a glimpse of Flint being carried out of the room by Odell, his feet wrangling frantically in the air as he repeatedly
called for his mother.
She felt a twitching sensation inside her chest when she witnessed this picture.
“Here‘s Mommy, here‘s Mommy.” She Immediately rushed over and took Flint into her arms.
Flint wrapped his arms around her neck with a weak pout and looked at her with tears welling up in his eyes. He
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Sylvia frowned and turned to Odell with a pointed look,” Why is Flint crying? What did you do to him?”
Odell did not utter a word.
“I didn‘t do anything to him,” he finally said as he glanced at Flint. Upon feeling Odell‘s glare, Flint immediately
buried his face in Sylvia‘s neck and began wailing again.
While Odell was at a loss for words, his expression darkened.
Sylvia glared at him. “Leave. You‘re not allowed to sleep in this room from now on.”
With that, she took Flint, who was bawling his eyes out, and left Odell.
Odell stood rooted to the same spot like a sculpture and simply watched Flint being carried away. For the first time,
he wanted to punish Flint to teach him a lesson.
Flint was easier to appease than Sylvia had expected.
Before she even had to do anything, Flint’s mood took on a dramatic turn when she saw his brother and sister
waddling down the corridor to greet him. He babbled on and on, “Brother, brother...”
Liam took him into his arms.
Isabel appeared behind Liam and said, “How about me? Call me Sister.”
Flint babbled, “Brother...”
Isabel repeated, “Sister!”
“Brother, Brother...”
Isabel grumpily snatched her toy back from Flint‘s hands.
Nevertheless , Flint was not upset by this and continued burrowing his head into Liam‘s neck.
As Sylvia watched them silently , a voice inside her head told her that she had been unfair towards Odell.
The children quickly went downstairs after that.
Aunt Tonya and the others were waiting for them downstairs already, so Sylvia knew that she did not have to worry
about the children. She turned back to the bedroom again.
Odell had changed out of his pajamas and put on a fitted black shirt and trousers. He was just stepping out of the
dresser with a jacket in his hand when he stumbled into Sylvia.
His large figure obstructed the lights and cast a shadow over her.
Sylvia stammered, “You‘ve already gotten changed?”
Odell squinted. “You don‘t want me to?”
“No, that‘s not what I meant. I was just asking.” Odell drew himself in front of her and immediately sensed her guilt
from the way she mistreated him. He softly took her chin and asked, “Is the brat still crying?”
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It seemed like he was still upset about Flint.
She muttered a short reply, “Yeah, he went down to play with Isabel and Liam.”
She had only just said this when Odell suddenly leaned into her and pressed his lips against hers. She was shocked
by this bold approach.
He grabbed the back of her head with his large palms so she would not resist and kissed her deep and passionately
for what seemed like forever. Before drawing away, he lightly bit her lips as if to reprimand her.
At last, he pinched her cheeks and said, “Go get changed.” Sylvia pursed her lips to answer, “Okay.”
After breakfast, Odell went to work while Isabel and Liam went to school. Everything was routine as usual.
Sylvia played with Flint for a while until he became tired and fell asleep. After leaving Aunt Tonya in charge of the
boy, she went to the third floor.
The paint had dried on the painting she made yesterday and was resting on the table.
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