Chapter 163
Love After Marriage: Mr. Lancaster's Hidden Wife
Chapter 163
She simply said, âFine, it was because I couldnât hold back. Why donât you spit at me in return?
Odell scoffed in disgust. âDo you think Iâm as vulgar as you?â
Odell was speechless. His throat choked up, and his gaze clouded. His hand cupping her chin also could
not help but increase in strength. She frowned in pain and immediately pried his hand away. âLet go.â
He refused.
toward him again. âIf youâre angry, then spit at me. You can spit as much as you want. I wonât say that
youâre vulgar.â
âJust stop pinching my chin!â
Her little face was bright with a natural blush. When she raised her head, her eyes were narrowed, and
her red lips were pursed. She put on a brave look as if saying, âHurry up and spit. I can take it no matter
how much you spit at me.â
Odellâs eyes were cold. Then, in an instant, he bowed his head toward her.
The next second, his thin lips pressed on her red ones.
The air went silent.
Sylvia was so shocked that her eyes widened, and she pushed him away with her hands.
However, Odell held the back of her head and did not let her push him away. His kiss was overbearing.
In just a while, his scent filled her lungs.
After an unknown amount of time, when Sylviaâs face was completely flushed, he finally let go of the back
of her head. However, he continued to pinch her chin.
She glared at him with a red face. âOdell Carter, what the hell is wrong with you?â
She was his ex-wife! He had a girlfriend now!
Odell merely smiled. âYou kept puckering your lips at me. Werenât you just asking me to kiss
you?â
Sylvia was stunned. âWhen did I pucker my lips at you?â
âJust now.â He smiled wickedly.
Sylvia shouted, âI didnât!â
Odell smiled charmingly. His expression seemed to say, âStop explaining. You clearly did.â
Sylvia was furious.
âThis guy was clearly taking advantage of me, but he has the gall to say that I puckered my lips at him!â
After stewing in anger for a moment, she raised a hand and repeatedly wiped her mouth that he had just
kissed. She did not stop until her lips were rubbed raw. Then, she saw his cold eyes that seemed to want
to kill her. Her gaze trembled, but the next second, she pursed her lips and glared back at him coldly.
Odell smiled frigidly. âTired of living, arenât you?â
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Sylvia replied in displeasure, âIâm wiping my own mouth, not yours.â
His eyes grew colder.
Sylvia met his gaze, refusing to back down.
After a stalemate lasting about two seconds, he suddenly lowered his head again. His indifferent and
handsome face suddenly enlarged in front of her.
In an instant, her lips were sealed by his again.
She immediately pushed him away. However, Odell not only pressed the back of her head but also
encircled her waist and picked her up from the wheelchair. After a long time, when he let go of her
mouth, she was still forced to cling to him.
Where each of their bodies started and ended was all a blur.
Sylviaâs face went red from anger. She used her hand to smack him. âLet me down!â
Odell narrowed his eyes and suddenly let go.
Thud. She instantly fell back into the wheelchair.