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

the forces above had decided to make things right for her at last. This was a chance for her to exact revenge after that man had

and tugged

of local food stalls lined along the beach. The local food scene was

of sea breeze across their skin. Nothing could

drinking their fill, they plopped down

found herself darting glances in the direction of the

him, he must be here for some sort of meeting. She wondered if he was finished with

of sea breeze kicked up out of nowhere. She shivered from

jolted her to her senses, and she reminded herself that there was no point wondering what Roland was up to. It was none

glass of fruit juice and went

they went straight

on

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,

her eyes widened with stark surprise. Her first instinct was to run, but her wits told her to stand her

wrapped in a thick scarf with a face mask on,

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

Isabel with his entourage following

to assault him again, then