Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife

Tristan simply ordered something on the menu.

Sylvia noticed that everything he ordered was on the cheaper side of the scale, which caused a helpless twitch on her face. While she was not exactly rich, she was not living in poverty either.

She took the menu over and ordered all the signature dishes.

“We can’t finish all of that,” Tristan said. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

“We’ll just pack them up if we can’t finish them.”

Tristan simply smiled in silence.

A while later, the dishes were served.

Sylvia chatted with him over lunch.

He asked her about the cities she had gone to in the past few years and how she brought Isabel up alone.

Sylvia answered all his questions.

Then, he asked, “Sylvia, it has been three years since your divorce from Odell. Have you ever thought about finding another partner?”

He stared straight into her eyes when he asked the question.

Sylvia boldly looked into his eyes and said, “No.”

The glimmer in Tristan’s eyes dimmed a little, but he maintained the smile on his face, “Why not?”

“Nothing in particular, I just don’t want to.”

The things that happened three years ago still felt like they had happened yesterday, and she would never fall for another man again just to keep herself safe.

Her cold gaze had a strong sense of resolution in it.

Tristan forcefully swallowed his following question after noticing her look. He simply put some food onto her plate and said, “Here, I remember you like this a lot. Have more.”

“Thank you.”

Tristan then looked at her and said with a serious gaze, “Sylvia, there’s really no need for courtesy between us.”

Sylvia did not answer. Maybe she was overthinking, but she felt like Tristan paid a little too much attention to her. She disliked it because it would do no good to both of them.

Lunch ended after a while.

Just when Tristan was about to pay, Sylvia beat him to it.

The two of them then headed back to the studio.

Unfortunately, the sky started to drizzle after a few steps.

Tristan took his jacket off and put it over Sylvia.

She was a little surprised. She took it off and wanted to give it back. “I’m okay. You don’t have to.”

Tristan took the jacket back and then put it over her head again. He said, “I’m fine. You take it. Don’t get wet.”

Sylvia did not want to linger on the topic, so they quickly strode forward. It was a working day, but the commercial square was actually less crowded.

When they were almost out of the place, Tara’s voice came from the side.

“Mr. Ledger?”

Tristan stopped when he heard the voice call him. Sylvia turned around as well.

Other than Tara, they also saw Odell holding an umbrella beside her.

Sylvia was caught off guard by the sudden encounter.

Odell reacted with a wry expression when he had a good look at her.

Tara asked in surprise, “Sylvia? Why are you here with Mr. Ledger?”

Sylvia did not answer because she did not want to talk to her at all.

Tristan noticed Tara and Odell’s intimacy. He scoffed and said, “Sylvia is working at my studio, and we had lunch together.”

Tara had a glance at him and then saw his jacket on Sylvia. She reacted like she caught the couple having an affair. Then, she said with a smile, “I see. Why didn’t you bring an umbrella? We have an extra umbrella in our car. Do you want it?”

“We’re good. Our studio is just a few minutes away.”

Tara grinned. “Okay.”

Tristan then looked at Odell and said, “Mr. Carter, please excuse us.”

Odell did not answer as he was looking at Sylvia.

Tristan did not care either. He said to Sylvia, “Let’s go.” Sylvia nodded and went off with him without looking back.