Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife

They ended the call shortly after that.

Isabel glanced at Martha and was hesitating if she should break the news right away.

Martha seemed to have sensed her staring and suddenly turned to her with a flash of concern. "Isabel, what's wrong?"

Isabel took a deep breath and broke the news. "Auntie, Master Rockwell just passed away."

Martha's eyes widened. After a lengthy silence that lasted more than ten seconds, she started to break out in tears.

She covered her face with her hands and expressed amid bouts of tears mixed with laughter, “Wonderful! About time! I hope he enjoys life in the underworld. God knows that someone like him will never deserve a spot in heaven!”

Isabel did not know whether she should celebrate with Martha or console her.

Soon, Martha began to collect herself.

She briefly wiped away her tears and joyfully took Isabel's hand. "Isabel, let’s go shopping! I’m in such a good mood today, I’m going to go on a shopping spree!”

"Okay. But Roland will be home and I told him that we’re eating barbecue and having some beer to drink tonight. How about we go shopping together after dinner?"

“Alright, whatever you say, let’s go shopping after dinner!”

…

returned home.

done tonight. This was because they all had far too much to drink during their

her room, she was endlessly mumbling

edge of the bed with Roland and watched over

not leave her room until she finished a glass of hot tea and eventually dozed off into a peaceful sleep.

down the corridor and returned

and looked at her with longing eyes. "Isabel, can I sleep

the heart to refuse him, especially since the two had barely spent time together for a week.

her finger and smiled flirtatiously. “I suppose you can, since we haven’t

smiled smugly before pushing her onto the bed.

…

night, after they

in Roland’s arms with her eyes shut, she was about

gently tapped

asked

forehead again and said softly, "Isabel, there’s something I want to tell

“What is it?”

with me to the company tomorrow, there’s an agreement I

energy left to process what was said, she asked sleepily, “What