Chapter 1015

The nerve of that prick. As if sweet nothings could make Sylvia get over all the hurt Odell had caused! Sylvia picked up the speed in her feet. All she could hear were the wind and the crushing of pinecones under her feet. The man, accustomed to power and prestige, was likely offended and would not come after her. Letting out a deep breath, she slowed down the pace. Just then, a flurry of footsteps drew close from behind. An arm slipped around her waist before she knew what was going on. Thud. She crashed onto a firm chest. With one hand apprehending her, the man used the other arm to drape the jacket over her shoulders. Looking up, Sylvia appeared in a daze. Was he not angry? Why did he come after her? Odell put his arms around her over the jacket. Sensing her gaze, he lowered his head and looked into her eyes with a scowl. “You have to wear it regardless.” His voice was raspy but reflected dominance. Sylvia pursed her lips. “What if I refuse?” He curled