After the Secret Wedding Rise of My Queen

Chapter 145 The Fierce and Possessive Man

"You sure? If I leave now, I'm really going." Isabel said, testing him.

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She turned as if to go, sneaking a glance at Xander out of the corner of her eye. But he didn't make a single move to stop her.

With a quiet sigh, she stepped closer to him.

"It really was a misunderstanding, Kaleb suddenly got rough with me, so I raised my knee to make sure he wouldn't be fathering any children. Who could've guessed that you'd show up right then-at the worst possible moment-and see... well, that." Determined to clear things up. Isabel explained every little detail, leaving nothing

But Xander didn't move, standing there in the rain like a statue.

r out.

The downpour blurred the streetlamp's light, casting a hazy glow around him. The shadows fell over his long, thick lashes, obscuring his dark eyes, making it impossible to read his expression.

"Come back with me. Your cold isn't fully gone yet. Once we're back, I'll tell you everything you want to know. I swear I won't leave anything out," Isabel urged.

Growing frustrated, she grabbed his hand. It was ice-cold-far colder than normal.

After feeling Xander's wrist, Isabel's eyes harrowed with concern.

Then she reached up and pressed her hand to his forehead.

Just as she'd thought.

He had a fever!

"Let's go!" Isabel tugged at him, but he didn't budge.

"You..." Isabel started to speak, but Xander interrupted her.

"You can't forget him, can you?" Xander's voice was low and hoarse with a hint of exhaustion.

Isabel's expression turned serious. She looked him straight in the eyes. "That's right. I can't forget him. Of course I can't."

Xander's heart clenched painfully, and his gaze grew even darker.

But she wasn't finished.

"Someone like him-some blind, worthless scumbag who's spent years bleeding me dry to take care of his Nittle mistress. After everything he put me through... how could ever forget that?" Xander slowly raised his head, his dark, unreadable eyes locked onto hers, as if trying to read the truth in her gaze.

Isabel's eyes were bright and sincere, showing no sign of deception.

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Chapter 145 The Fierce and Possessive Man

Seeing this eased the ache in Xander's heart, if only a little.

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Even she felt a bit embarrassed-she couldn't remember

kind

I've explained everything, let's head back,

at her hand, his

at him in confusion. Why

what was he so furated

what was going through his mind, his deep voice sounded in

trust

momentarily at a loss

weren't any cameras there, and I don't have any witnesses. If you don't

lips tightened, and his dark eyes bored into hers with such intensity that Isabel felt like he was going to

way

blinked, caught off

way to prove it? What was he

the impact making her back tingle with a dull

grabbed both of her wrists with one hand, pressing them over her head, pinning

that her body arched slightly, her chest pressed against his firm torso. A shiver ran through her, and her eyes

was fierce, possessive,

of dizziness, as if her entire

both of them, soaking them to the

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Fierce

her rational mind warned her that if this continued, Xander would consume

throat was dry and sore, and she could taste the faint metallic tang of

lost

No-this couldn't go on.

to

from his iron grip, but his hold was unbreakable, like steel

tried shifting her legs, but as soon as she moved, Xander lifted his knee, pressing it between her thighs and

she felt like a puppet,

of options, Isabel opened

paused, his brow furrowing as he tasted blood. He

that much? Am I that repulsive to

was full of barely controlled pain, as if he were holding back an impending storm, and hearing it made something in her heart

hate you. It's just...

Rain dripped from his lashes, his wet hair clinging messily to his forehead. His face was so close that the bridge of his nose brushed against her

her, but thinking back on everything they'd been through, she knew his feelings for her were genuine. He'd treated her with nothing but kindness and devotion, as if he wanted to spoil her

you in return." More often, it was a messy tangle of "I like you,

now, Isabel's emotions were all over the place. She didn't know what to

her wrists

feeling weak. His intensity had been

The cold, detached word slipped

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