Chapter 860

Chapter 860

The spacious bedroom suddenly became hot.

However, when the two were about to strip, a loud wail broke the tension.

They immediately stopped moving.

Not far away, Flint, who was still in swaddling clothes, was wailing.

Odell frowned and looked at him with displeasure. “Shut up!”

Flint continued to wail even louder than before.

Odell reached toward him.

Sylvia thought he was going to fling the baby and quickly held his hand. “Don’t hurt him, Odell.”

“I'll give him to Aunt Tonya.” His voice was still displeased.

She instantly got out from underneath him and took the little one into her arms.

“He’s hungry. He'll be fine after | feed him.” Then, she lifted the top that he had unbuttoned.

Thinking of something, she looked at him again and said with a simpering expression, “Can you turn around for a moment?”

Odell frowned and instantly looked even more upset. However, he still turned around.

Sylvia then started to feed Flint.

The little one stopped crying the moment he got his milk and swallowed in large gulps. The whole bedroom was filled with the

sound of him drinking milk.

The man’s hands hanging at his sides subconsciously clenched into fists.

‘That little brat is eating quite well.’

After a long time, when he stopped hearing movement, he turned back to look at them. “Are you done?” “Yeah, but he doesn’t

seem sleepy anymore.” Sylvia pursed her lips and pointed to Flint in her arms.

Flint lay on her chest, his face fair and tender, and his eyes were wide open.

Odell reached out and took him into his arms.

In an instant, Flint opened his mouth to wail, “Wah...”

As he cried again, Odell forced down the urge to throw him out and said in a low voice, “Stop crying.”

Unfortunately, Flint continued to cry.

Sylvia could not bear to watch this and quickly took Flint back. For some reason, the little one stopped crying the instant he was

back in her arms.

Other than that, his dark eyes also shifted and looked at Odell. It was like he was provoking Odell.

Sylvia was stunned.

Odell’s expression darkened for a moment. A few seconds later, he reached out again.

Flint’s small mouth opened. “Wah...”

Odell withdrew his hand.

Flint pursed his lips and stopped crying.

Sylvia was speechless.

Odell muttered, “Little brat...”

At that moment, Aunt Tonya’s voice came from outside the door. “Syl, why does Flint keep crying? Is he feeling uncomfortable?”

Sylvia replied, “It’s nothing. He’s just hungry.” ‘And he doesn’t want his father to hold him.’

Aunt Tonya hummed and left. The room was silent again as little Flint’s large and dark eyes looked at Odell.

Odell also looked at him.

The father and son seemed to be having a stand-off.

Sylvia laughed dryly and said, “Odell, why don’t we keep our adventure for tonight instead?”

Odell did not say anything and coldly pursed his lips, looking at Flint who was still staring at him. Then, he narrowed his eyes and

reached out to poke Flint’s face.

Maybe it was because Flint was still lying in Sylvia’s arms but he did not cry. Furthermore, he continued to stare at Odell.

The look on the man’s face softened slightly. A while later, he reached out toward Flint again.