Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife

Chapter 2155

The bodyguard and the driver promptly stepped out of the car and went to open the door for Roland.

A pair of long and slender legs wearing polished leather boots stepped out from the dark interior of the car. The first thing Roland did was to remove his blazer, revealing a bleached white shirt underneath.

The gentle sea breeze parted his hair. Like a curtain drawn apart, his handsome and chiseled features were brought into full view, and the setting sun cast a scarlet glow over his face.

Even though Isabel had seen this man countless times, she was still mesmerized by his unfair beauty. Roland handed the blazer to his bodyguard before striding upto Isabel. Isabel sat on the beach the entire time and looked up at him.

For some reason she could not quite put her finger on, she felt a strange sort of unfamiliarity with this man standing before her. It was as if this was her first time meeting this handsome man.

"Isabel," Roland called out her name.

The familiar bass in his voice and histone brought her back to her senses. She did not adjust her posture and continued staring at him.

Roland got on his knees next to her and looked into her eyes, his voice gentle. "Why aren't you inside the house? Don’t you like it?”

She told him, "No, | just want to come out here to see the sea and the sunset." After a brief pause, she met his gaze head-on and asked," Roland, is this your mansion?" Roland smiled faintly. "Yeah."

Isabel was known for being very blunt. She did not skirt around the question she had long wanted to ask. "It must have cost a fortune. Where did you even get the money to buy it?"NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

Roland seemed to shift away from her gaze for just a brief instant before he remarked, "I didn't buy it. It was a gift from a client." Isabel was flabbergasted. Agift? From a client?

She blurted out without thinking about it, "What sort of client could be so generous? Would you mind introducing me to this client?"

Roland smiled. "He's traveling right now. If you want to see him, I'll bring you with me to see him some time later.” Could there truly be such a generous client? Isabel was still rather skeptical.

She recalled the diamond necklace worth hundreds of millions that Roland claimed was also a gift from the jewelry house. With this in mind, she leaned in closer to him and asked while staring at him intently, "Roland, are you hiding from me? Do you have some kind of insane fortune that | don’t know of?"

Even if these clients and whatnot were multimillionaires or even billionaires, they would not splurge such a generous amount on a mere business partner. Roland must have given them something of equal or even greater value.

Her sharp, effeminate gaze tempted Roland, and he could not resist the urge to wrap his arms tightly around her waist. Thump.

He pulled her into his arms effortlessly.

Isabel immediately felt her cheek reddening. She looked at him shyly. "What are you thinking?”

Roland grinned handsomely. "Isabel, you're beautiful."

Isabel's cheeks reddened by another shade, and she found herself grinning like a fool.

With the final remnant of reason left in her, she pinched his arm and asked again, "Don't change the subject. Answer my question."

Roland's ears were deep red at this point as he said with a genuine look in his eyes, "I want to kiss you right now. I'll tell you after you let me kiss you."

Isabel looked at him.

If it was any other man who said this to her, she would be swinging her fist at his face by now. There was something about this man that was so different, so adorable.

She held back a smile and drew herself closer to him.

Their rich, luscious lips touched.

Roland breathed her in.

After a deep, passionate kiss, he placed his hand on the back of her head and held her tighter.

They kissed for what seemed like forever. When he released her at last, there was a burning, lustful look in his eyes." Isabel, | want to..."

His voice was raspy. Isabel could tell what was on his mind. She blushed and jabbed a fist at his shoulder playfully. "No, take care of it yourself."

She was just about to get up when Roland lifted her off her feet.