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

her at last. This was a chance for her to exact

matter any further thought and tugged at Carla. "Let's

stalls lined along

the gentle caress of sea breeze across their

drinking their fill, they plopped down

glances in the direction of the hotel

be here for some sort of meeting. She

a strong gust of sea breeze kicked up out of nowhere. She shivered from

reminded herself that there was no point wondering what Roland was up

of fruit juice and

entering the hotel, they went straight for the

on its way

to reveal Roland’s tall and stout figure standing right in front of Isabel. He stood in the center with his entourages flanking him on two sides, appearing very

with stark surprise. Her first instinct

nothing to fear. She was wrapped in a thick scarf with a face mask

as the person who had stomped on his feet just now. His calmness was restored swiftly and he

with his entourage following

resisted the urge to assault him again, then she ducked into the