After the Secret Wedding Rise of My Queen

Chapter 100 Anything for You Chapter 100 Anything for You

"Are you serious? What'd you do?!" +10 Free Coins

Upon hearing her, Xander followed her line of sight to the nearby cruise ship, now a whirlwind of activity. Passengers poured onto the lifeboats in a chaotic scramble, panic evident on their faces. "Hey, Boss! What do you think? Quite the spectacle, right?" Beowulf exclaimed, clearly enjoying the unfolding scene.

"What happened? Did you create smash a hole through the ship's hull?" Isabel frowned, torn between amusement at Kaleb and Eva's misfortune and concern for the innocent bystanders caught in the turmoil. "Not at all! I would never stoop to something illegal or cruel. I merely had a chat with the crew. They were told to yell that the ship was sinking when Kaleb and Eva exchanged their vows!"

"So, the ship is actually safe?"

"Of course!"

Isabel breathed a sigh of relief, her gaze drifting back to the cruise ship. A satisfied smile spread across her face.

She had always believed in retribution; when someone wronged her, she returned the favor.

Eva had shattered her wedding plans, damaged her reputation, and made her suffer. Disrupting Eva's wedding once felt too little.

As she absorbed the drama unfolding before her, Xander's deep voice interrupted her thoughts.

"Do you really not want to see them tie the knot?"

Without hesitation, Isabel replied, "I don't forget easily. Kaleb spilled coffee all over you that day at the café. How could I let them off the hook?"

At her words, a light shone in Xander's eyes. He took her shoulders, his gaze fierce and filled with joy. "So, you're defending me? You actually care?"

Caught in his intense stare, Isabel felt an unexpected warmth bloom within her.

"Um, I just look out for the people I care about. I can't watch someone close to me be mistreated."

Is that really all there is to it?

Xander's expression softened, and he let out a sigh. He chose to savor the moment, allowing the air to thicken with unspoken words.

An uncomfortable silence enveloped them, prompting Isabel to redirect the conversation.

"I'm so hungry! Didn't you mention dinner? Where is it? In the restaurant?" She stepped away from Xander's grasp and moved toward the dining area, eager to escape the tension. Xander quickened his pace to catch up, a look of confusion etched on his face. "How do you know the restaurant is that way?"

vast vessel,

to find their

Isabel, moving with an

gracing her lips. "It's just a feeling. I thought it

slightly, masking his doubts.

chose not to pry, Isabel walked

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aroma of delicious dishes

bit embarrassed, she rubbed her midsection and promptly settled into

come in today," she

some

that would

uncorked the bottle, pouring a generous amount for

drink too much. You always strip when you get drunk," he

sputtered at his remark, her eyes widening as memories of their last encounter flooded

Regrettable moments.

her

stare nearly caused

visible marks had faded, the heat of her look ignited something within

with that gaze? Planning to get

her focus from him and clearing her

violence. That's simply shameful! I

with a sense of

what?" Isabel's

Had the wine finally clouded his judgment, or did he genuinely have a

up and added a piece of braised abalone to her bowl. "You should taste this. It's a specialty of

at the glistening abalone before her. She almost laughed, knowing precisely how it fasted. During her week-long rental of the Princess Charm, she had insisted the chef prepare this dish every single day. She adored it, and Beowulf and the others shared her enthusiasm. It quickly became a staple at every meal until they were all utterly tired

gaze drifting out to the bay, where lights danced like stars on the water's surface. Though she savored the moment, a

moment, Isabel turned her attention back to Xander, her tone more serious. "I'm not the person you think I

her. "You're not me, so how could you possibly

Isabel asked, her voice steady. She had never viewed herself as virtuous-only someone who

forming on his lips. "And do you consider me a