Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife novel Chapter 2047

Chapter 2047

Carla eyed Isabel suspiciously. "Is that handsome man over there here to see you?"

Isabel waved her off. 'Yeah, just go in first. Also, help me get those girls crowded by the window out of here as well."

"Understood, I'll head in right now."

Carla went into the hotel and said something to the host of actresses gathered by the window and got them to follow her to give Isabel some privacy.

Meanwhile, Roland walked up to Isabel with the umbrella in hand. He stepped close enough so the umbrella covered both of them.

The two stood very close together under the limited space the umbrella offered.

Isabel could see his face up close. She felt hot all over. With a soft cough, she asked, "Why are you here?"

Roland looked at her with an unchanging expression. "I came to see you."

He lifted the bag in his other hand. "My mother told me to bring some snacks for you to eat."

Isabel's eyes glittered, and she hurriedly took the bag with the snacks and said gratefully, "Thank her for me, please."

Martha was nothing short of a master chef. Not only was the food she made delicious, but even the common snacks she made were several tiers above the other snacks she usually ate. They were Southboro-style snacks.

She had shared the snacks Martha gave her several days ago with her fellow actors on the set, and they had nothing but praises and gobbled everything before she could have her fill herself.

Roland noticed the flash of joy on her face, and his expression seemed to soften briefly as he nodded and grunted.

Then, the atmosphere suddenly grew awkward.

The only sound they heard was the light patter of the rain against the umbrella.

Isabel started to feel a little awkward with him staring at her. She turned to the side to avoid facing him. She stared at the rain and said dismissively, "Is there anything else you need? If not, you can go home now.”

While her tone sounded rather distant, the chilly weather accentuated the coldness in her voice.

Roland frowned and asked, "Did I hurt you that night?"

Isabel suddenly turned to him when she heard this, and her face wrenched in embarrassment. "What are you talking about?!"

She was not made of glass although she had to admit he had been rather rough with her that night.