Master Odell’s Secret Ex-Wife

Chapter 2004

There was hardly any traffic at this hour.

Before long, they were nearing Isabel's residence.

She sat by the window and looked outside, her mind wandering. At one point, she spotted a handsome and familiar figure walking down the street, illuminated by the faint glow of the streetlights.

"Slow down, Ben," she said to the driver.

The driver slowed down as he was told.

Isabel lowered the window to get a better look.

The young man was trotting down the street by himself, donned in a fitted suit. He stood tall and handsome, his stride steady.

On a night such as this, his melancholic figure looked like a prince that had been banished from his homeland and was wandering, looking for a place to belong. He exuded a fine charm around him that was entirely captivating and unique.

Isabel wondered if she had drunk a little more than she thought. She continued to lean out the window the longer she stared at the man until nearly her entire head was hanging out.

The car drew closer to the person.

Isabel recognized him.

"Roland?" she called out his name.

turned

cried out in shock, "It is you!

just got off the

the window with a puzzled expression." You don't

salary for his position and had a private driver assigned to him. Even if he did not want to buy a car, he

explained briskly, "It's more convenient to take the

place was just a short distance from the main office. Commuting by bus, one only needed to pass through a handful

five hundred meters walk to get to his place after being dropped off at the bus

be more

behind this choice, but since it was

car stopped

was still leaning outside the car window. She asked out of curiosity, "Working till late today, aren't you? Are things that busy at the

expression, "This is pretty much my regular

a jab of guilt, as if

he indirectly casting blame on her for neglecting his duties and leaving him to

her nose and laughed dryly, "Well, I'm actually quite busy as

Roland asked

blurted out, "How could you

concrete road. The street

said, "I can see it on your face.

instinctively touched her cheeks which were

reflection, and that was when she noticed her ruddy cheeks

stating defensively, "It's for work. I