Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife

Confused, Isabel looked at him. “Why aren’t you eating?”

Roland looked at her and said in a hoarse voice, “I don’t want to eat this.”

“Then what do you want to eat?” she asked.

Roland pursed his lips. “You.”

Isabel’s eyes widened. Before she could react, his handsome face moved closer to her face and kissed her on the lips.

The kiss was so strong that it felt like he was chewing on her lips.

He lifted her and carried her to the bed.

Even though he was walking into the room, his eyes never left her.

Isabel, on the other hand, had not eaten enough.

…

Knock, knock.

from the door but Isabel was sleeping in Roland’s

and it irritated her. She bellowed, “Who is

a small voice, “Isabel, it’s me. The director told me to

pursed her lips and regulated her

serious when he told me. Maybe it’s someone important,”

Someone important?

a sponsor of the industry?

it. I’ll be right there. Give me

“Okay.”

sat herself

was half naked, leaning on the bed and looking at her.

clear and beautiful,

“Someone is looking for me. I have to go out for a while. You stay here and wait for me to come

pursed his lips and

bed, got dressed, and went

for her

grinned mischievously and then said, “Isabel, the person the director mentioned is waiting for

so she did not spot Clara’s mischievous and ridiculing

tied her hair up,

behind the bar counter, there was only a young woman covered in branded items waiting at one