Chapter 678
Love After Marriage: Mr. Lancaster's Hidden Wife
Chapter 678 What did that mean?
If she bought something for him, would the bodyguards that Odell had assigned here not let her back in again? âIâm fine. Iâm not
that hungry,â Thomas said again, his gaze softly looking at her.
Sylvia felt her heart ache from anger. âOdell Carter was such an utter pr*ck! âHe was clearly trying to starve Thomas to death!
âHow could he do this to his brother?!â Just as she had become so angry that she wanted to beat Odell to death, the grip on her
hand suddenly loosened. She froze and looked over.
Seemingly having no more strength to hold her, Thomas placed his hand on his leg and said to her with a smile, âSylvia, Iâm
really glad that you came to see me, but my brotherâs temper is volatile. | donât want you to be bullied by him because of me
anymore. If you really want to help me, just sit down and chat with me for a while.â
Sylvia immediately felt guilty. Did he think it was because of him that she was not being bullied by Odell? It was clear that she
was the one who had gotten him into trouble. Even without him, Odell wouldâve done that to her anyway. After all, it was what he
had always done.
However, she still turned and sat across from him. If Odell was in control here, it would be challenging for her to go out and buy
him any food. Seeing that the two bodyguards had no intention of coming down, she lowered her voice and said, âThomas, let
me take you away.â Thomasâ gaze flickered. Then, he smiled wryly. âI canât leave.â
Sylvia said, âWe can escape while they're not looking!â
She had only seen two bodyguards since she had come in. There might be some hiding in the shadows, but their numbers
should be few. This villa was so big that there were places to escape and hide everywhere. As long as she used her brain, she
would definitely find a way to get biin out
He shook his head. âLet's stop talking about this. Look, the moonlight is beautiful today.â
He looked outside as die spoke.
The floor to ceiling, window was very high, and Sylvia turned around to see the moonlight onitsid
Above the villa, the moon was large and round, surrounded by stars. It really looked beautiful.
However, she was currently not in the mood to appreciate it at all. âSylvia, could you draw me another painting?â he suddenly
asked. Sylvia was stunned for a moment before asking, âWhat is it that you want me to draw for you?
Thomas smiled and said, âJust draw the night scene outside at this moment.â She was not in the mood to paint now. âThomas,
you canât keep staying here. Letâs find a way out first. When you're safe, Iâll paint you whatever you want me to paint.â Thomas
sighed in a low voice. âI went on a walk outside yesterday. Guards have been stationed everywhere that | could possibly go.
Thereâs no way that you can take me out of here.â
Sylvia froze.
He raised his hand and patted her hand. âDonât worry. Odell might just be trying to teach me a lesson. He won't kill me.â
Then, he smiled and looked at her with a gentle and expectant expression. âSylvia, | really want to see you paint. Could you just
humor me?â Sylvia pursed her lips. âAll right.â
She could not get him out of here at the moment anyway. If painting could make him feel better, then she would paint.
She quickly went upstairs and retrieved a set of painting tools from the room that she had stayed in before. Sitting on the ground
beside him, she painted the night scene outside the floor-to-ceiling window.
Not long after, Thomas also sat down cross-legged beside her and quietly gazed at her canvas. Sylvia turned to look at him. His
face still looked weak, but he looked much happier than when she had first seen him. Her depressed mood eased somewhat,
and she turned around to continue painting. The moon tonight was not that round, but it was very bright, reflecting the
surrounding sea of glittering stars.