Chapter 815

The black sports car sprinted like the wind in the night and soon arrived at Sylvia’s place. The car stopped in front of the gate. Odell wound down the window and shot a deep gaze at her house. The lights on the second floor were still on. It was almost 10:00 p.m. and being a pregnant woman, why was she still awake? She no longer painted or sculpted. What was she doing up? Was she thinking about the man who abandoned her? His eyes turned frosty and he decided to call her. The dial tone went on for a while before she picked up. “Odell? What is it?” she asked in a small voice. Her voice sounded rough, seemingly awoken from her sleep. The frosty look on his face eased up a little. He asked, “What are you doing?” “I’m sleeping.” “Are you sure?” “I’m sure…” What else could she be doing if not sleeping? Dreaming with her eyes closed? “Then why are your lights on?” “I forgot to switch them off.” A second of silence later, she asked out of curiosity, “How did yo