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 arms, drenched

her up and it irritated her. She bellowed, “Who

said in a small voice, “Isabel, it’s me. The director told me to inform you that someone

and regulated her temper. “Who is it?”

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

Someone important?

veteran actor or a sponsor of the industry?

I’ll be right there. Give

“Okay.”

herself

half naked, leaning on the bed and looking

clear and beautiful, making him look extremely handsome.

affectionately, “Someone is looking for me. I have to go out for a while.

pursed his lips and hummed

of bed, got dressed, and went out of the

waiting for her

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

curious about who it was, so she did not spot Clara’s

her collar, tied her hair up, and headed down to the

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