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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a bit embarrassed-she couldn't remember the

kind of

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

Xander kept staring at her hand, his

at him in confusion. Why

he so furated

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

I trust what

momentarily at a loss

said, "There weren't any cameras there, and I don't have any witnesses. If you don't believe me,

into hers with such intensity that Isabel felt like he was going to devour

a way to prove it, Xander

blinked,

to prove it? What

impact making her back tingle

hand, pressing them over her head, pinning her firmly against the cold, hard wall. Xander's hand was large and strong-there was

firm torso. A shiver ran through her, and her eyes widened in shock. Taking advantage of

possessive, and

of dizziness, as if her entire body no longer

on both of

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The Fierce

if

sore, and she could taste the faint metallic tang

lost his

No-this couldn't go on.

had to stop

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

Xander lifted his knee, pressing it between her thighs and lifting her off balance,

like a puppet,

of options, Isabel opened her

as he tasted blood.

that repulsive to you?" He asked, his deep voice rough

as if he were holding back an impending storm, and hearing

don't hate you. It's

me," Xander finished for her, his voice heavy. 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 lips, barely a breath apart. Seeing him like this

with ulterior motives from the start. She hadn't expected Xander to actually fall in love with 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

you in return." More often, it was a messy tangle of "I like you, but you like him, and he likes someone

the place. She didn't know what

her wrists and lowered his knee from between

weak. His intensity had

detached word slipped

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