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

woke her up and it irritated her.

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

her lips and regulated her temper. “Who is it?”

know, but the director looked serious when he told me. Maybe it’s someone important,” Clara said.

Someone important?

or a

there. Give me a few minutes.”

“Okay.”

sat herself

leaning on the bed

and beautiful, making him look extremely

pinched his face and said affectionately, “Someone is looking for me. I have to go out for a while. You stay here and wait for me to come

and hummed a reply.

out of bed, got dressed,

waiting for

came out, Clara looked at her neck. She grinned mischievously and then said, “Isabel, the person the director mentioned is waiting

so she did not spot Clara’s mischievous

hair up, and headed down to

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