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

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taking on a soft, almost playful tone. Even she felt a bit embarrassed-she couldn't remember the last time she'd acted this way. It was probably the first time in her life she'd tried to

kind of

everything, let's

at her hand, his eyes narrowing

him in confusion.

was he so furated

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

I trust what you're

momentarily at a loss

seconds, she said, "There weren't any cameras there, and I don't have any witnesses. If you don't believe me, I have no way

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

a way to prove it, Xander

blinked,

way to prove it? What was he

impact making her back tingle with a dull

of her wrists with one hand, pressing them over her head, pinning her firmly against the cold, hard

shiver ran through

possessive, and

a wave of dizziness, as if her entire body no

down on both of them,

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145 The Fierce and Possessive

warned her that if

the

lost his

No-this couldn't go on.

to

free from his iron grip, but his hold

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

that moment, she felt like

Isabel opened

furrowing as he tasted blood.

Am I that repulsive

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

don't hate you. It's just... I...

his wet hair clinging messily to his forehead. His face was so close that the bridge of his nose brushed

expected Xander to actually fall in love with her, but thinking back on everything they'd been through, she knew

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

all over the place. She didn't

her wrists and lowered

leaned back against the wall, feeling weak. His intensity had been overwhelming, and it took her a moment

word

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