Ch. 1096..1100

Chapter 1096 Odell’s towering figure leaned against the door outside the room.

His brows were furrowed tightly as he waited. As he grew anxious, he took the guarantee letter from his pocket and stared at it blankly.

Cliff said in a small voice, “Sir, don’t worry. Madam has signed it. She won't leave you anymore.”

Even though the content of the guarantee letter seemed a little outrageous, once Sylvia signed it, it would become a legal document with immediate effect.

Odell rubbed the edge of the paper in silence.

The guarantee was not just a method to scare her and deter her from leaving him, but it was also a consolation he provided for himself.

Even if she remembered the horrible things he had done to her and wanted to leave him again, he would seek another way to keep her by his side, and not use this guarantee letter against her.

Seconds turned into minutes.

An hour went by, and the door finally opened.

Skylar was drenched in sweat when she came out.”

Master Carter , she’s asleep. You may bring her back to the room.”

Odell walked past her and carried the unconscious Sylvia into his arms. He strode back to their bedroom and placed her on the bed carefully.

Then, he sat by her side and watched her in silence. He stayed by her side until the evening when the two little rascals, who had just come back from school, flung the door open.

Isabel and Liam, together with Flint, popped their heads over the door to have a peek. They saw their father sitting by their mother’s side.

Flint waved. “Daddy, Daddy...” Isabel covered her brother’s mouth and stopped him from waving. The three of them quietly closed the door and left the two of them alone.

The room returned to peace and quiet. Odell glanced at his watch. It had been nine hours since the therapy session.

Sylvia had passed out for fifteen hours during the first session, so would she be unconscious for the same amount of time this time, or even longer?

All of a sudden, a series of knocks came from the door.

Odell turned and saw Liam at the door. The boy wore a

grave expression as he said, “Daddy, go have dinner. I'll stay by Mommy’s side.”

Odell said, “I’m not hungry. You guys go ahead. Take care of Isabel and Flint, and don’t worry about Mommy.”

Liam went silent for several seconds. “Okay.”

He had one last glance at his mother on the bed before he went out. The room returned to silence again. Odell held Sylvia’s hand gently and continued to stay by her side.

Sylvia’s head was extremely heavy as if it was flooded by water, or swarmed by bees. Even though she was mentally prepared, it was difficult for her to digest that many memories in such a short period of time.

She tried her best to comb through the memories , and things finally started to clear up. The stories she had heard from Aunt Tonya turned into clear images in her mind.

After the first three years, she brought Isabel back to Westchester, and they were reunited with Odell. Tara had then framed and accused her of Madam Carter’s accident. Her leg had been broken by Odell, and Tara had pushed her into the lake, attempting to kill her.

She could even remember the deadly chills that had crawled across her skin when she had fallen into the water. No wonder Odell was reluctant about her recovering her memories. She had truly resented him back then!

Some time later, when she finally arranged all her memories, she opened her eyes. Warm sunlight shone through the seam of the curtains, but the man’s bloodshot eyes grabbed her attention. Instinctively, Sylvia pulled her hand away and sat herself up on the bed.

 

Chapter 1097

Odell’s hands felt empty while he stared at her intently.” Sylvia? How much do you remember?”

His voice sounded gruff.

Sylvia looked at him coldly. “You imprisoned me and broke my leg because of Tara. | remember everything.”

Disheartened, Odell looked down. He seemed to have sunk into his own swamp of remorse, draining him of his energy and motivation. It seemed like all she remembered were terrible memories.

Thud!

Apunch suddenly landed on his broad chest.

Stunned, Odell looked up at her.

Sylvia said, “What’s with that reaction? Can’t | grumble a little?”

The expression on his face changed. There was a hint of anticipation, but he was uncertain. “What do you mean?”

“| mean it literally. Can’t you understand the human language?” Sylvia curled her lips into a smile. “I remember everything, Odell. Tara almost killed me, Thomas schemed and took me to Galston, | gave birth to Flint, and then fell into his trap again. | remember it all.”

Her face looked rather pale under the sunlight , but her smile was brighter than the flowers in the garden.

Odell was stunned for a moment before he hugged her into his arms. He squeezed her tightly and whispered,” You really remember everything?”

Sylvia leaned on his shoulder and voiced her annoyance," Why should | lie to you?”

Odell released her and lifted her chin.

The two of them locked eyes for a moment before they kissed.

Sylvia put her arms around his neck as all the memories, bad and good, echoed in her mind.

The clearest memory she remembered was when she had been abducted by Thomas, and Odell had tried to save her from the stairs strapped with a time bomb. He knew that only one person could escape alive, yet he had chosen to save her first.

She had married the man twice, and there were many times that she wished she could bite him to death, but at the same time, the man had also supported her and provided her warmth many times.

He had hurt her because Tara had deceived him, so it was unfair for her to cling to the bad memories. Since both of them loved each other, why not just live a

life together?

She could feel his warm breath on the tip of her nose.

While they were kissing, an adorable voice rang out.

“Mommy, Mommy.”

Sylvia froze. Odell immediately released her.

The two of them turned to the door and saw Flint, in Liam’s arms, waving at them. Isabel covered her eyes shyly while Liam looked away.

Sylvia blushed. She glared at Odell as if she was complaining about kissing in front of the kids.

Odell smiled and patted her head. He then looked at the peeking trio at the door and said, “You guys go down first. Mommy and | will come down soon.”

Sylvia felt embarrassed by the growling in her stomach. Odell smiled. He said to the kids before they went off,“ Oh, and tell Sebastian to inform the kitchen to prepare something to eat.”

“Got it,” Isabel answered and ran towards the living room. After Liam carried the gurgling Flint away, the room returned to silence. Odell stroked Sylvia’s face and said softly, “Let’s get you up to eat.”

Sylvia hummed a reply and got out of bed. She went to the bathroom to get changed , but the man followed her around. He waited outside when she cleaned herself up and leaned on the entrance of the closet as she picked some new clothes to wear.

When Sylvia changed into some fresh new clothes, he held her hands.

Chapter 1098

Sylvia went down to the living room with Odell.

The meal was already prepared and the dishes were being served when they came down. Aunt Tonya came over and asked, “Syl, have you remembered everything?”

Sylvia smiled at her. “Yeah, | remembered everything.”

“Great! Thank goodness!” Aunt Tonya cried excitedly.” Come, come sit down. You guys haven't eaten anything for a whole day. Odell hasn’t slept as well. Sit down and eat, and you guys can have a good rest.”

Sylvia looked at the man beside her in surprise. He looked as frosty as usual, and when Sylvia looked at him, he gripped her hand tighter. “Let’s eat.”

Sylvia finally realized his voice sounded rough. No wonder she had woken up to his bloodshot eyes. The man had stayed awake by her side for the entire night. Her gaze shifted as she hummed a reply and sat down.

Alavish feast was spread out on the table. Sylvia filled her tummy quickly and then said, “I’m still feeling dizzy. Let's go get some rest.”

Odell smiled. “Sure.” He held her hand and walked toward the stairs. When they passed by the living room, Flint called out to them in his adorable voice again.

Sylvia turned around and saw Isabel trying to silence her little brother. Even Liam held the boy’s hand back and stopped him from moving.

Isabel immediately said, “Mommy, Daddy, you guys go rest. Leave Flint to me and Liam.”.

“We'll take good care of Flint,” Liam assured.

Flint gurgled in a muffled voice as his mouth and hands were being restrained.

With that, Sylvia nodded with a smile and went upstairs with Odell.

The curtains remained closed.

Odell took off his slippers and shirt, and then pulled her into his arms. He hugged her tightly.

Sylvia leaned on his chest and whispered, “I’m going to sleep. You should get some sleep too.”

He hummed a reply.

Sylvia shut her eyes. However, after falling unconscious for a day and a night, she could no longer go back to sleep.

She opened her eyes after a few minutes and saw a pair of deep eyes studying her. Her gaze shifted. “Why aren’t you sleeping?”

Having not slept for the whole night, should he not be tired?

Odell looked at her and whispered softly, “I want to have another good look at you.” Sylvia leaned on his chest. “I’m not going anywhere. Sleep.”

“Okay.” The room was quiet until Sylvia lifted her head. She felt relief when she saw Odell soundly asleep. It was just that the embrace was a little too tight for comfort, and staying in the posture would make her body numb.

She reluctantly tried to pull his hand off her waist to turn around, but his strong arm hugged her once more before she could even shift.

Sylvia was once again pulled into his arms. His gruff voice came from above her head. “Don’t go.” “I’m not going anywhere. | just want to turn around.”

He lifted his hand off her waist the moment her voice subsided. Sylvia turned her back on him.

He then put his hand on her waist again and hugged her once more. Sylvia pursed her lips and did not move anymore. She started to replay the memories that she had recovered. The good and the bad, everything played like a movie reel in her mind

Chapter 1099 Sylvia fell asleep after lying idle for an hour or so.

When she woke up, the sky was already dark.

The man beside her had woken up and was staring at her with his deep eyes. She asked, “When did you wake up?”

He stroked her face. “Just now.”

Sylvia looked at the time.

It was 6 o'clock in the evening. They had gone back to rest at around 11 o’clock in the morning, so if he had just woken up, they had probably slept around seven hours.

She sighed a breath of relief and leaned onto his chest.

Odell stroked her head. “Dinner is ready. Let’s get up.” It was either because of the excessive sleeping or the comfort of his chest, but she was not hungry and refused to wake up. “I don’t want to move. | don’t feel like getting up.” Odell pursed his lips and got out of bed. Before Sylvia could react, he put his hands under her arms and picked her up. Sylvia was surprised when he walked towards the door.

Before they walked downstairs , Sylvia nervously said, “ Odell, put me down! | can walk!” Aunt Tonya, Madam Carter, and the kids were downstairs.

Odell glanced at her bare feet and continued walking down.

Several pairs of eyes sized them up when he carried her down the stairs.

Madam Carter, Aunt Tonya, Sebastian, Liam, Isabel, and even Flint turned to them. Everyone else smirked except for Flint, who was gurgling. Embarrassed , Sylvia turned away and buried her face in Odell’s chest. She also softly pounded his chest to vent her embarrassment.

Odell curled his lips in silence and carried her to the dining table. After dinner, Odell carried her back to the room. However, the kids followed their parents to the room this time.

Isabel put her hands on her hips and bawled, “Stupid Daddy, Mommy has been sleeping with you for a whole day now. It’s our turn!”

Flint babbled, “Gur... Gur...”

Liam carried Flint into the room before Odell could say a word.

Sylvia waved at the kids. “Izzy, Liam, come here.”

While Isabel jumped onto the bed immediately, Liam put Flint on the bed before he climbed up himself. Sylvia hugged everyone in her arms.

Even though Sylvia had remained close with the kids during her amnesia, it was not the same because they had not been part of her memories. Now, with all her memories recovered , she remembered everything they had been through together. It felt like a reunion after a long time.

She kissed each of them on the cheeks after hugging them.

Liam pouted shyly and Isabel cheered like a silly girl. Flint continued to gurgle on her lap.

Odell stood by the bed and watched the mother and kids with a blank expression. After some snuggling and nuzzling , Flint fell asleep on her lap. Liam and Isabel finally felt tired after a long day.

Odell went over to the bed and carried them up. He put the brother and sister on the floor and then put the baby in the brother's hands.

“Go back to your room and prepare to sleep,” he said.

“| want to sleep with Mommy tonight ,” Isabel whined with a pout.

Odell glared at her.

“Hmph! Stupid Baddie!” Isabel grumpily stormed out of the room. Liam and Flint went out as well.

Sylvia did not want the kids to go, so she frowned at Odell when they left. “Odell, they are still young. Why are you so fierce to them?”

“If | were fierce, | would have thrown them out when they tried to come in.” He then made his way to the bed and approached her. Sylvia instinctively moved backward , but he caught her by the waist and held her chin with his other hand.

Before she got the chance to retreat, he kissed her on the lips.

Chapter 1100 Two days later, after Sylvia fully digested the memories, her mind felt clearer than ever.

Odell had been spending the past two days at home, accompanying her. He would go to the study room to deal with work-related stuff at times but mostly stayed by her side.

Sylvia’s phone chimed and attracted not only Sylvia's attention but also Odell’s. She picked up the phone and saw a text from Christopher. “Sylvia, are you ready for the competition?” There were only a few more days until the art competition.

She frowned at the text. Odell was beside her when she read the text. “What’s wrong?”

“We are a few more days away from the art competition, and the President is asking if I’m ready for it.” His expression changed slightly. “You haven't decided?”

“| don’t know if | can do well.”

The moment her words subsided, his warm palm patted her head and stroked it. “Why don’t you go paint and find out?» Sylvia looked into his deep eyes.

As her heart pounded, she said, “Okay.”

She then replied to Christopher. “Mr. President, I'll give you an answer by tonight.”

Christopher replied, “Okay.”

She put her phone away and went up to the third floor.

Odell followed her to her painting room.

When she sat down before the easel, Odell sat down behind her, watching her with the kindest gaze. He seemed to want to stay by her side while she painted.

Sylvia felt touched by his caring action, but she said, “ Odell, | might take a whole day. Why don’t you go work on your things?” “I'm not busy today.”

“Really?” Sylvia pursed her lips.

“Yeah.” He smiled.

“Okay.”

Sylvia turned to the canvas. After a deep breath, she picked up her brush. A realistic image appeared in her mind, and she started to paint it accordingly.

Strokes with different colors were painted on the canvas one after another. As time went by, the canvas was soon filled with a tapestry of colors.

Sylvia went into a trance as she was carried away by the painting and concentrated fully on laying the strokes. She did not even notice when Aunt Tonya and Sebastian came up with Flint to look for her and Odell.

Odell told them to leave so that they would not disturb her. Some time later, when the sunset’s brilliance shone through the window and landed on her face, she laid the last stroke on the canvas.

She put the brush down and sighed a breath of relief. She looked at the painting that she finished in that single session and smiled. Then, she turned around and saw the man sitting on the chair.

“’'m done, Odell.” He smiled and walked to her to inspect her painting.

It was a painting of their bedroom with a perspective from the window. In the picture , warm sunshine shone through the curtains and lit up the entire room.

The painting looked simple but was skillfully presented. The first impression was that of warmth, brightness and energy. He had collected many famous paintings before and had the skills to identify a gem among artworks.

It was not an exaggeration to say that she had painted a great masterpiece.

Sylvia noticed his silence and grew nervous. “How's it?”

He looked at her anticipatory gaze and smiled. “It’s really well done.”