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Chapter 1249 Sherry leaned against the headboard and played some games on the phone to kill time.
After roughly twenty minutes, she heard footsteps clacking down the corridor.
Shortly after that, Isabel appeared in a red sweater, lugging a suitcase behind her as she paddled into the room.
She greeted Sherry with bright enthusiasm, “Aunt Sherry, here I am!”
Sherry was very surprised to see her.
She never expected Sylvia to send her darling daughter to keep her company.
After Isabel entered, she threw open her suitcase and revealed its contents. There was not a single piece of
clothing or any kind of travel essentials. Instead, it was filled to the brim with all sorts of snacks as well as a tablet
which she planned to watch shows with.
The mischievous girl took the tablet and grabbed another handful of snacks before plopping herself on the bed and
crawling next to Sherry.
Sherry was struck speechless.
Isabel was not done yet.
She carried a small tray on the bed where she laid out the snacks, then she dragged a trash can next to the bed.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter that was done, she turned on the tablet, turned on a popular drama, and turned to Sherry. “Aunt Sherry, this
show is pretty popular lately. Do you like it?“.
Sherry was dumbfounded, “Yeah, I like it.”
Isabel asked like a generous host, “Do you like these snacks? If you don‘t like them, I’ll ask Uncle Ben to buy
something else.”
Sherry chuckled happily. “It‘s fine, I‘m not a picky eater, I do like them.”
Isabel smiled tenderly, her eyes curved like a pair of crescent moons. “Then it‘s time to binge this show!”
“Sure.”
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The ward that was once quiet and stuffy was now filled with the sounds emitted from the tablet as well as the
constant crunching noises made by Isabel eating snacks Sherry could feel her nerves slowly unwinding. She lifted
her uninjured hand and opened a pack of snacks, then cast off all the worries in her mind, and turned her attention
to the show.
It was the weekend, Odell was at home all day.
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Sylvia had just come back from the hospital. She walked into the living room and saw Odell sitting on the couch with
Flint.
Liam was seated on the other side of the couch with a book in hand.
Upon her return, the pair of father and son turned to look at her.
“Mom...” Flint put his hands out and asked for a hug.
Sylvia smiled and swiftly took Flint into her arms.
Sebastian suddenly trotted into the living room with an urgent message for them. “Master, Madam, it‘s Master
Stockton. He‘s waiting outside and says that he‘s here to pay you two a visit.”
Sylvia made a look and remarked with a sneer, “That was fast.”
Odell got up and gently patted Sylvia on the head. Then he turned to Sebastian. “Is he alone?”
“Yes, his driver is inside the car.”
“Alright, let him in.”
Sebastian went to the entrance.
Sylvia frowned, then she put Flint back into Odell‘s arms.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmOdell looked at her. “What‘s your plan?”
“Just look after Flint, I‘ll deal with him.” Sylvia rolled up her sleeves as she spoke as if a combatant preparing for
battle. She wore a serious and determined look on her face that gave Flint a small fright. The boy then sought after
his father for comfort.
Odell narrowed the look in his eyes and observed his wife with a proud and affectionate smile.
Liam, who was on the couch the entire time, noticed as well. He set the book down and walked to Odell.
Sylvia went outside and prepared to confront John.
As soon as she stepped out of the living room, she saw a tall and slender figure headed toward her.
John was wearing a gray coat with a pair of dark trousers. His signature gold–rimmed glasses glared underneath
the light. He flashed a coy and gentlemanly smile, the same smile that he always wore.
Sylvia asked without friendliness, “Master Stockton, what are you doing here instead of Glanchester where you
belong?”
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