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.

came from the door but Isabel was sleeping

knocks woke her up and it irritated her. She bellowed, “Who is

me. The director told me to inform you that someone from Westchester is

regulated her temper. “Who is it?”

serious when he told me. Maybe it’s someone

Someone important?

a sponsor of the

I’ll be right there. Give me

“Okay.”

sat herself up.

leaning on the bed and looking at

beautiful, making

said affectionately, “Someone is looking for me. I have to go

and

out of bed, got dressed, and went

for her

her neck. She grinned mischievously and then said, “Isabel, the person the

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

buttoned her collar, tied her hair up, and headed down to the coffee shop.

there was only a young woman covered in branded items waiting at