Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife

Her expression tightened abruptly.

"Decker?" She turned around and glared at him.

"This is the women's washroom.

What are you doing here?" Decker stood near the foot of the door with a wicked smile.

"I came to find you." As Isabel frowned, her gut feeling was telling her something was wrong.

She asked icily, "Did you spike my wine?” "As expected of my favorite Isabel, you’re as smart as I thought.” With that, he took a step towards her.

Isabel immediately cried out, "Stop! Don’t you dare come here!” Decker smiled wickedly and continued pressing on toward her.

He was tall and imposing.

Isabel had witnessed firsthand how strong he was that other night outside her house when he had pinned her to the wall.

There was no way she could fight him off.

Her two bodyguards were outside the hotel, and they were not going to be there to help her any time soon.

The effect of whatever Decker spiked her drink with was making her lose control of her body and her senses.

She clenched her hands tightly, then she cried out for help, “Help! Someone help me!” Not only was Decker completely unfazed, but he even began to laugh heartily.

''Isabel, you can cry all you want but nobody will hear you.

in control here.” As soon as

her jaw and shoved him away with

wanted to create an opening to run

it did

her hand the moment she tried to shove

jerk, he

as she glared

very badly for you!”

know you hate me for getting engaged to another woman, but I had no other

don’t think of anyone but

left because you couldn’t bear being a

worry, I never blamed you and I will make things right

to keep blaming yourself for

me and don’t worry about a thing.”

herself free but her

spiked her drink with, but it was making

itself

clenched her hands with every muscle in her body tense and hissed at him through her gritted teeth, "Decker, I

years and I have completely

for you again!” Decker

grimaced and regarded

cheeks flushed with red and in a daze, there was still a clear flash of contempt inside her

was not a trace of affection

frowned, and his