Chapter 797

Chapter 797

Odell hummed a reply.

“Can | trouble you to give me a ride? Grandmother and Aunt Ramona left already and | don’t have a ride,” she said as she

quivered in the breeze,

Odell frowned in annoyance.

It was then several figures opposite the road came under the street lamp, and one of them was Sylvia. 1

The car that came to pick them up stopped in front of them.

Sylvia got into the car first and then Christopher and Simon followed. The car drove away after that.

The car was left in the direction of Sylvia’s place, so it was likely that they were sending her home.

Odell’s frosty look eased up. He retracted his gaze and said to Lily, “Come with me.”

Lily curled her lips and followed him.

The driver soon drove the car around.

Odell got into the rear seat and Lily sat beside him.

She had a peek at his handsome face, but it was cold and expressionless, similar to when he was still inside the

event hall.

Lily believed that after seeing Sylvia painted worse than her and being insulted by the crowd, Odell would be disgusted at Sylvia

more.

He would not have told her to stop talking about Sylvia otherwise.

Sylvia and Simon got into the rear seat of the MPV and as the car joined the traffic on the road, Sylvia had a glimpse at the rear

mirror and saw Odell getting into his car with Lily.

She stared into the mirror until Odell’s car left her sight.

She uncontrollably scratched her hand. Moments later, the terrible painting from earlier and the criticism that she received

troubled her thoughts. It tormented her like an incurable curse.

“Sylvia, are you alright?” Simon asked all of a sudden.

Christopher , who was sitting in front, turned around as well and looked at her with a worried expression.

Sylvia’s expression changed and said, “I’m fine.”

“Stop pinching and scratching your hands then. You'll hurt yourself,” Simon said.

Sylvia then realized she was pinching and scratching her

hands.

She quickly released her hands and said, “Okay.”

Simon thought for a second and continued, “Sylvia, don’t let them affect you. They are just a bunch of suck-ups favoring the rich.

You're just having a slump. | believe when you overcome it, you'll paint even better.”

Sylvia looked at him with slight surprise.

Was it because of her condition or a so-called slump? Nevertheless, she was grateful for his care. “Thank you.” “It’s true, | mean

it. | don’t know what happened to you but | know you'll overcome it.” Sylvia started to choke on her emotions. She clenched her

teeth and said, “Thank you. I'll have to adjust myself.” Simon sighed a breath of relief.

“Sylvia, it’s my fault too. | shouldn’t have insisted for you to come.” Christopher apologized.

“It's not your fault. You didn’t expect any of those either,” she said.

Both Simon and Christopher were being kind and their warm words cheered her up a bit.

However, she still could not forget the scene where she locked eyes with Odell before she left the event hall.

He must be embarrassed by her, but it no longer mattered.

After all, she was his ex-wife, a part of his history.

Even if she became a topic of discussion , people would only talk about his current fiancée Lily, and not mock him with his ex-

wife.

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