Chapter 433

Chapter 433

Fortunately, the woman before his eyes was someone he knew. He suppressed his irritation and

said, “Wait for me outside. I’ll come find you after I get changed.”

Tara obediently hummed a reply.

Odell got out of the ring and went to the changing room.

After he had a quick shower, he changed into his own clothes and went out.

Tara was waiting for him outside the changing room.

She sat on the bench quietly and her slender figure screamed of elegance and softness.

She curled her lips when she saw him. With a soft voice, she said, “ Odell.”

Odell immediately thought of the woman back home.

The woman would either bite him, scold him, or even stare at him blankly as if she lost her soul.

She even mutilated herself just to make him angry.

If she was half as obedient and caring as Tara, he would not have gotten so angry that he

stomped the wooden rose.

He sat opposite Tara and the staff came serving him a glass of water.

He had a sip from the glass.

It was then his other arm constricted by Tara’s arms.

He tightened his brows and withdrew his arm from her embrace.

Tara said, “Odell, I just want to see if your hand is swollen.”

“I’m fine,” he said.

“But you don’t look like you’re fine.” Tara looked at him with a soft look and said in a small voice, “Did

you argue with Sylvia again?”

Odell’s expression turned grim as soon as he heard the name.

Tara saw the change of expression on his face. She immediately said, “Odell, I know how you feel

about her but I don’t want to see you like this. Why don’t you just divorce her?”

Odell frowned and said coldly, “I’ll never divorce her. Don’t you mention this again.”

‘Divorce? So that she could go to Edmund? Never!’ he thought.

Tara secretly clenched her fists. She then said, “I don’t mean anything else. I just don’t want to see you

like this.”

Odell had another sip of water but it did not wash away the gloom on his face.

Tara saw everything. She said, “Odell, if you don’t want to divorce her, then try to understand her and

make things work between you two. Or else it’s just torture for the both of you and it will become a

problem sooner or later.”

Odell’s expression softened as he turned to her.

Tara wore the kindest and warmest look on her face.

Odell pursed his lips. “If she’s half as understanding as you...”

Tara smiled. “I think it’s because you broke her legs and imprisoned her. It blocked her off from the

outside world. That’s why she’s throwing a tantrum. Besides...”

“Besides?”

Tara continued in a smaller voice, “I think there’s something wrong with her up here.”

She pointed at her own head.

Her gesture immediately reminded Odell of Sylvia’s cut on her hand and the bloody rose that she

carved.

If it was not a mental issue, why would she mutilate herself?

Tara continued to observe his expression. “I heard that a person’s mind will go crazy if he or she

is locked up for a long time and is denied all kinds of contact with the outside world. I’ve met

Sylvia twice and she struck me as mentally ill. Odell, why don’t you release her and stop

imprisoning her?”

Odell frowned.

‘Release her? That would mean giving her the freedom to go wherever she wants...’

Tara continued, “Odell, I don’t think Sylvia will run away again. She cares about Isabel and Liam

and she won’t leave them behind.”

Odell’s gaze shifted.

‘Indeed, the woman cared about the children...’

Some careful considerations later, he said, “I’ll think about it.”

Tara then wore a smile and said, “Odell, no matter your decision, I’ll support you.”