Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife

Roland entered the car after her.

The five-seater car was made by an international manufacturer and looked brand-new.

This did not seem like the same car he drove here two days ago.

Isabel asked curiously, "Is this a new car?”

“Yeah.”

"Why aren’t you using the company's car?"

"I didn’t want to drive the company car to see you.”

Isabel seemed startled by the response.

Roland peered into her eyes without a word.

There was not a hint of indecent ideas in the clear sparkle of his eyes and yet, Isabel was too shy to stare into them for too long.

She distracted herself by opening the food container and began munching at its contents.

The snacks Martha made for her this time were different from the ones she usually made, but they were just as delicious.

She could not stop eating once she started.

Roland watched her silently.

The sound of her teeth clacking against the food was the only noise inside the car.

silence anymore, so she broke the silence with a question. "Why

lips. "What do you want me to

she shot him a discontent look before going back to

not take long before she finished half

"Hic." She accidentally burped.

the

"I'm full," she announced.

her a handkerchief like a dutiful

it at the ready the entire time. It was a very clean

just planning to slip out of the car and go back into the hotel when he patted the corners of her lips with the handkerchief, wiping the crumbs of food

he leaned in close toward

Her eyes darted to the bulb of his throat, she stared at it

She gulped.

she could

she could feel his body

kiss, but he

cute to

whim, she pried open his lips with

to open her eyes to see his reaction when she suddenly felt his palm placed against the

he collapsed over

the prey had become the

her on the car seat and

his body with her

weight on top of her and looked at her hungrily. They were

glare at him originally but flinched when she noticed the look in