Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife

His entourage did not make any unnecessary comments and followed after him.

…

Isabel led Carla across the road outside the hotel in one quick sprint. They finally stopped when they arrived at the spot on the beach where people crowded around.

She took a deep breath and checked behind them.

Carla was out of breath from running by this point. “I’ve been keeping an eye on them. They’re not following us.”

"Yeah." Isabel smiled, still not over the high of getting to stomp on Roland’s foot just now.

How exhilarating!

His foot must be throbbing in pain.

Such a shame she could not find the space to give him a good punch as well. She would have gladly punched him until he was completely unrecognizable!

"I wasn’t expecting to see him here. What a coincidence," Carla caught her breath at last and commented.

Isabel did a double-take.

was certainly a strange

at last. This was a chance for her to exact revenge after that man had dumped her without

did not give the matter any further thought and tugged at Carla.

were several rows of local food stalls lined along the beach. The local

of sea breeze across their skin. Nothing could

their fill, they plopped down on

darting glances in the direction of the hotel from time to

Roland’s face when she saw him, he must be here

breeze kicked up out of nowhere. She shivered

no point wondering what Roland was up to. It was none of her concern since he was only her

fruit juice and

the hotel, they went

was on its way

and stout figure standing right in front of Isabel. He stood in

and her eyes widened with stark surprise. Her first instinct was to run, but

She was wrapped in a thick scarf with

Roland’s eyes. He probably recognized her merely as the person who had stomped on his feet just

past Isabel with his

him again, then