Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife

There was a still look in Roland’s eyes as he looked at Isabel.

Isabel withdrew her hand and approached the sink.

She turned on the faucet and doused her hand in cold water with her back facing Roland.

There was a mirror in front of the sink, so she caught a brief hint of Roland’s reflection in it.

While washing her hands, she subtly inspected his reflection in the mirror.

She saw Roland staring at her from behind for several seconds before he went to pour the contents of the pot into a bowl.

His movements were practiced and graceful.

Isabel snuck another look at his face.

He seemed very focused on his task and did not seem to be thinking about anything else.

He probably did not think much of it when she grazed her fingers against his palms.

With that, she heaved a sigh of relief.

Then, she wiped her hands and walked out of the kitchen.

had already set the food on the table

kitchen, he asked in concern, "Is your hand okay?” “Much better." Isabel waved her hands in front of him to show

of her fingers

pursed his lips and gulped, the

to not have noticed anything as she sat down and started

seeing this, Roland began to dig in

Isabel contentedly set aside her spoon and fork before turning to him "Roland, I might have to stay with

not that I want to overstay my welcome, but your mom went out of her way and bought me a ton of daily

feel bad if I didn’t respond

no toa chance to eat such delicacies every

she was reluctant to move back to her

looked at Roland with a sincere look

calmly and merely grunted,

bothered by Isabel

relieved and told him, "I won't just

things I could use your help with.” “What's up?" "It's

the food

use the toilet real quick.” She quickly retreated with her

at

formed on the corner of his lips after a

out of her room again after her