After the Secret Wedding Rise of My Queen

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Chapter 162 Isabel Fixing Xander's Pants

Chapter 162 Isabel Fixing Xander's Pants

"What are you doing?"

The voice was low, laced with a chilling edge,

Samuel was startled, his pores exploding with sweat, instinctively wanting to pull back his hand. +5 Free Coins

"Don't move!" Isabel grabbed Samuel's sleeve, rolling her eyes. "It's just the final stitch-you almost tore it Xander walked over and finally understood that the two of them were actually doing something innocent. Even so, it did not look great,

"In broad daylight, sitting so close in the living room-aren't you worried people will get the wrong idea?" Hearing this, both Isabel and Samuel muttered silently

Others won't think the wrong things, only you will,

"So, what you're saying is, we should hide in a room so no one can see us?" Isabel looked at Xander, deliberately provoking him.

Xander narrowed his eyes slightly; in that case, it was better they stayed in the living room.

"Okay, it's done," Isabel said, cutting the thread and admiring her work on Samuel's sleeve.

"Wow! Your skills are really good; you can't even see a trace! Amazing!" Samuel flipped his sleeve back and forth, genuinely impressed.

It was not as perfect as Samuel claimed; if you looked closely, you could still see a faint trace. However, who has time to check for mended stitches?

"You can mend clothes too?" Xander realized yet another new skill Isabel possessed.

She seemed like an onion; peeling off one layer revealed another, making her a constant mystery, tempting him to keep unraveling who she truly was.

"I had nothing to do before, so I learned to fix things myself," Isabel replied, putting her needle and thread into the sewing kit

Xander raised his hand, placing it casually on his waist,

What is Xan doing? Samuel noticed Xander's subtle movements and wondered what he would do next. Then he saw Xander suddenly pulling off the button from his pants. "Can you help me fix this too?"

Samuel was speechless.

A bead of sweat rolled down his forehead, and he struggled to find the right words for his feelings at that

moment,

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glanced inside, clicking his tongue in disapproval before walking

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smirk, thinking to himself, Still in

at the tear in Xander's pants, puzzled. "How did

Xander

her head, focusing on

Amazing.

"Well, take them off."

she was already mending one thing, might

glanced over at Samuel and shook his head. "He didn't take his shirt off, so I won't either. Just fix it

Wait-what?

Samuel was

was definitely not

I

in

Isabel suggested. "If I don't have a good grip, I might accidentally sew them shut." She did

How embarrassing!

little and resting an arm on the back of the cou... "Go

the tear would mean stepping into his space, right between his legs-his territory.

thought of kneeling in front of him felt absurd, like

I'll take them off,"

of a zipper sliding down and a button

filled the room, so quiet that even a pin

quite left yet, both stared as Xander nonchalantly stripped

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handed them to her

you fix

meant for him to hand them over, not... not like

he have gone upstairs and changed

Luckily Samuel was there.

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up entirely and headed upstairs, muttering

in the living room. She held the pants in her hands, still trying to process what had just

it.

the couch, leaning back with his chin

as Isabel focused on stitching, he

Xander watched, his gaze landed on the scissors Isabel had used to trim