Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife

Roland had a white towel wrapped around his firm waist, covering the entire lower half of his body.

With the light shining on his body from above, the striking outlines of his muscles were visible.

He usually looked quite lean with clothes on, so it was a surprise to Isabel to see that his figure was easily comparable to the male models she usually saw.

She gulped subconsciously and forced herself to shift her gaze to his face instead of gawking at his body.

“I, um, would you believe me if I told you I accidentally went into the wrong room?” Roland stopped in front of the bathroom door and looked at her with a pair of quiet eyes.

"I believe you.” Isabel was frankly a little taken aback by his naivety.

How could he be so easily convinced? She stared at him awkwardly before asking, "Why are you taking a shower at this hour?” Roland replied, “I was occupied with a lot of work today.”

"Oh." Isabel looked at his defined muscles before asking nonchalantly, "Are you thirsty? Do you want a glass of water?” “1m not thirsty." Isabel pursed her lips.

"Do you have any other questions?" he asked her suddenly.

Isabel withdrew her gaze guiltily from his body and said with an awkward smile, “That’s all.” Roland pursed his lips and glanced in the direction of the door.

He did not express it directly, but it was clear that he was asking for Isabel to leave.

but suddenly got a little irritated by

out, she went straight to him and stopped

budging from his

nowhere for him to retreat to anyway

"Roland, I didn't realize that you were so fit.” Roland said candidly, “There’s a gym in our

being flustered, and there was nothing but a still look

the sight of his reddened ears did not

glittered, and with a smile, she raised her hand and casually patted him on

me last night, so now we’re even.” Roland

with amusement, then she playfully patted his muscular chest

not going to bother you

withdrew her hand and walked out of his bedroom, feeling

bedroom descended into silence after she

spot and looked in the direction of the door where Isabel had just walked

silence, he sniggered to

of his hair and flowed down the defined shape of his jaw to his

of calmness, he was trying his best to suppress the wildness

room and drank two glasses of water in one go, then she went back to her