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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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 be

kind of

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

her hand, his eyes narrowing

in confusion. Why wasn't

was he

wondering what was going through his

I trust

hesitated, momentarily at a

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

bored into hers with such

way

blinked, caught off

prove it? What was he talking

against the wall, the impact making her

over her head, pinning her firmly against the cold, hard wall. Xander's hand

shiver ran through her, and her eyes widened in

was fierce, possessive,

of dizziness, as if her entire body no

to pour down on both of

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Fierce and Possessive

that if this continued, Xander

and she could taste the faint metallic tang of blood in

Xander lost

No-this couldn't go on.

to

his hold was unbreakable, like steel shackles pinning

but as soon as she moved, Xander lifted his knee, pressing it between her

she felt like

options, Isabel opened her mouth and bit

paused, his brow furrowing as he tasted blood. He licked the corner of his mouth, his expression

me that much? Am I that repulsive

holding back an impending storm, and

It's

was so close that the bridge of his nose brushed against her lips, barely a breath apart. Seeing him like this and hearing those

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

"you're good to me, so I'll love you in return." More often, it was a messy tangle of "I

all over the place. She didn't know what to

her wrists and lowered his knee

against the wall, feeling weak. His intensity had been overwhelming, and it

cold, detached word slipped from

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