Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife

Isabel was not sure how someone who was not even a part of the industry was supposed to help her, but she felt reassured nonetheless.

Something stirred inside her, and just like that, her restless mood was gone.

However, she still wanted Roland to pamper and console her more. She put on her best tearful expression and whimpered sadly, "But I still feel terrible."

Roland gently rubbed the back of her head and suggested, “Let me take you home. We can eat something nice.”

It was like he was coaxing a child.

Isabel had to suppress a laugh, and she gladly accepted the offer. She lay in the sweet warmth of his embrace throughout the entire drive.

Soon, the car was nearing his apartment complex. She suddenly had a bright idea and closed her eyes.

Roland looked down at her and noticed that she had fallen asleep.

Carla, who was seated in the passenger seat, turned around and noticed the asleep Isabel as well. She called out softly, “Isabel?”

"Don't wake her," Roland whispered.

Carla quickly zipped her lips, then she got out of the car and helped Roland open the door.

Isabel felt her weight shifting.

Roland gently pried her out of his arms and let her rest on the backseat. Then, he carefully shuffled out of the car before reaching back inside and taking her in his arms again.

but they were

her face against his chest, and she could feel his beating heart. It beat with a strong

the mechanical sound of the elevator bringing them upstairs, and she could tell once they had stepped into his

her ears. Even after Roland had settled her into the couch, she still did not hear Martha’s

Where was Martha?

to have just woken up. She slowly pried her eyes open and noticed Roland

He turned to her with

and looked around. "Where's your mother? Isn't she

went on a trip with her friends."

heat on the table. “Who

made them

must have prepared food for them before going

as she pulled herself off the

rest.” He motioned as if uttering a command.

his tone was gentle, Isabel could

too eager to run around the house just yet since she was

She returned to

more trips to the kitchen before everything was properly plated on the living

smell

last dish and finally

sat down as

"I want to sit with