Chapter 421
Love After Marriage: Mr. Lancaster's Hidden Wife
Chapter 421
Sylviaâs pale lips stayed tightly closed, her eyes utterly devoid of feelings.
It was clear that she planned to ignore Odell entirely.
He shouted, âAnswer me!â
Sylviaâs mouth remained closed.
Odell lowered his head so that their gazes met and he was so close that the tips of their
noses were touching. With a low voice, he spat, âSo you plan to never talk to me again?â
Sylvia kept silent.
Odell was so infuriated that his veins were about to pop.
However, Sylvia seemed calm and completely unbothered.
It was as if whatever Odell had said just went in one ear and out the other.
Odell was at his witâs end but his hands were tied.
He let go of Sylvia and walked toward Madam Carterâs room.
The same as what he had been doing the past few days.
Sylvia did not stay either. She turned her wheelchair around and returned to the bedroom.
In the afternoon, on the same day.
Sylvia was making a wood carving in the yard when Tara walked in through the gate.
As soon as Tara entered, she immediately noticed Sylvia in her wheelchair and the cast around her left
calf.
She quickly walked toward Sylvia and asked in a faux-friendly manner, âSylvia, what happened to your
leg?â
Sylviaâs hand paused, her carving knife frozen in mid-air.
However, that was all that happened. She then continued carving and completely ignored Tara.
Noticing that there was nobody else around them, a smirk pulled on Taraâs lips before she taunted, â
Did Odell break your leg?â
Sylvia lifted her head, her eyes cold and emotionless as she stared at Tara. âYes, Odell Carter hired
somebody to break my leg.â
Tara had never expected such an answer from Sylvia, and for the latter to answer so nonchalantly too.
She was instantly taken aback, unsure of what to say.
Sylvia stared at her and asked, âAre you happy now? If you are, then please kindly disappear from my
view.â
Tara immediately grew angry at Sylviaâs words. She did not walk away. Instead, she circled Sylvia. She
observed Sylviaâs carvings for a while before asking, âSylvia, what are all these things that youâre
making?â
Sylvia ignored her and continued meticulously chipping away at her wood block.
She had no expression on her face and was obviously treating Tara like air.
Tara grew even angrier.
How dare this b*tch ignore her!
Then, she reached out to grab a decorative Rubikâs cube that Sylvia had carved before sneering, â
What is this ugly thing?â
Sylviaâs face instantly changed. âPut that down!â
Instead of putting it down, Tara threw the cube to the ground instead.
âAh, my hand slipped.â Then, she acted as if she was going to pick it up, only to step on it instead.
Crack.
A corner of the cube had been chipped away.
Tara retracted her foot and smiled at Sylvia condescendingly. âIâm sorry, Sylvia. It was an
accident.â
Sylviaâs face was stone-cold as her hands, which were holding the wood block and carving
knife, trembled with rage.
She had just finished carving the Rubikâs cube after working on it for days. It was meant to
be a present for Liam!
Seeing Sylvia trembling with anger, Tara laughed gleefully.
âSylvia, donât be like that. I didnât do that on purpose.â As she spoke, she picked up the
Rubikâs cube before putting it back on the table in front of Sylvia. Then, she grabbed a
wooden crown that was also on the table. âWhat is this?â
Sylvia immediately grabbed hold of Taraâs wrist. â Put it down.â
Sylvia was also holding onto her carving knife with the same hand as she had not
managed to put it down.
With a glint in her eye, Tara forcefully pulled her hand out of Sylviaâs grip.
As she did so, the back of her hand slid across the blade of the carving knife.
âAh!â screamed Tara the next moment.
Fresh blood began spilling from Taraâs hand.
Sylvia frowned.
At the same time, Odellâs car had just pulled to a stop right outside the gate.
As soon as Tara noticed the carâs arrival, she cradled her bleeding hand and started crying,
â Sylvia, I really didnât mean to break your carving.
I apologize if I upset you but why did you have to threaten me with a knife...â