Chapter 418

He carried Sylvia to the bedside table, where several snacks and a fragrant bowl of porridge had been laid out. Sylvia glanced at the food without any expression on her face and said, “I have no appetite.” Her throat was hoarse. Odell grabbed her shoulder and coldly enunciated each word, “Eat the porridge immediately.” The look in Sylvia’s eyes was bland and spiritless. She did not seem to have any intention of eating. Odell cupped her face. “Sylvia, I’m talking to you. Do you hear me?” Sylvia pursed her lips and ignored him. In a low voice, Odell growled, “Do you think that by going on a hunger strike, I will divorce you and send you to be reunited with Edmund in jail? If you don’t eat today, you can give up on walking through this door!” As the words fell from his mouth, he let go of her. Like a broken puppet, Sylvia lost her support and she fell to the bed. She lay on the bed without moving, staring at the ceiling in a trance. Seeing her act like that, Odell felt an anger