Master Odell’s Secret Ex-Wife

Chapter 1997

Why was he staring at her from outside if he was not hungry?

Before she could tell Roland off, he spoke, 'You shouldn’t eat barbecue at such an hour. It's not good for your digestion. You better stop eating."

Huh?

Why was he telling her what she could or could not eat? How dare he try to control her!

However, there was something about the commanding tone of his voice, coupled with the serious look on his face that made her briefly consider taking his advice.

To her surprise, she was not angry at him. Still, she brushed him off dismissively. "I don't need you to worry about me. You can go home if you're not going to eat.”

After that, she took a bite at another tender slice of grilled meat before reaching for the can of beer.

When she brought it to her lips, she felt a force tugging in the opposite direction.

She looked over to see Roland's hands firmly gripping the can, stopping her from taking it.

She frowned. "Let go."

He held it firmly and insisted. "Don't drink."

She looked at him, completely baffled. "Roland, have I been too lenient with you?”

trying to manage her

sharply, "If it bothers

Isabel was speechless.

Was this a threat?!

throat. She shot a vicious glare at him. "Don't try me, I'm really going to fire you!" "I believe you," he said before promptly snatching the entire can away from her. "But before

"Do you think I'm just making

said calmly, "No. I said

Isabel was stunned.

of anger that had nowhere

and gave in last. "I

no way she could fire

such an efficient worker that was also an eye candy

"Alright, but you

several dishes that were

made a

quickly pounced on the rest of her food, fearing that he would suddenly

across from her and stared at

that

said while slapping away her hand that was sneakily reaching for

her frustration. She rose

he said

Isabel jolted.

around, it was wise