Chapter 173 Echoes of a Forgotten Past

Isabel gritted her teeth subtly. She'd guessed he would throw her question back at her, so she had a plan ready.

"I'm not that hung up on the emerald guardian angel pendant," she said casually. "I'm just curious, who was the girl who gave it to you? It's rare to see you care so much about something. Besides, Rachel lost her cool over it just now, making me wonder if there's some hidden story behind this." Xander could tell she was fishing for information, but he let it slide.

"Oh? And why do you think a girl gave it to me?"

"Because, traditionally, guys wear emerald guardian saint pendants, and girls wear emerald guardian angel pendants. Plus, if a boy gave it to you, then, well, that'd be interesting," Isabel teased, trying to distract him.

Xander chuckled and shook his head. Her playful side always made him feel helplessly captivated.

"You're right; it was from a girl," he admitted, looking her in the eyes. "Does that make you jealous?"

Isabel raised an eyebrow. Jealous? That hadn't even crossed her mind.

She'd seen a girl in her dreams who gave Xander an emerald pendant. She couldn't make out her face, but the girl felt familiar and warm, almost like she was a part of herself.

"So, who is she to you?" Isabel wasn't about to follow his lead and get sidetracked.

Hearing her question, Xander's face softened with a hint of indulgent amusement. His little troublemaker sure was a handful.

He held his hand out to her, and after a moment's pause, Isabel understood and placed the emerald guardian angel pendant into his large palm.

Xander looked down at it, his normally stoic face showing a rare trace of sentiment.

"Her name was Leslie. She was the daughter of my parents' close friends. Our families were tight-knit, always visiting each other. At one point, our parents joked about having us marry someday. She gave me this emerald guardian angel pendant when we were kids, saying she'd marry me when we grew up."

When Xander finished speaking, he noticed Isabel had gone entirely silent behind him.

Curious, he turned to look.

Isabel was lost in thought. Her memories, once hazy, were now coming back into sharp focus because of what he said.

Images flashed through her mind like a slideshow.

Leslie.

"Leslie." A gentle voice called out to her.

"Leslie!"

"Come to Mommy, Leslie."

if Mrs. Bennett became your

Almost there.

It was her!

was Ivana when she was

Xander's voice, tinged with worry, called out to her

when she was on the verge of recalling everything, flames erupted in her

hand to her temple, a wave of searing pain hitting

and her lips pressed

the ground, snapping her

Call the doctor!"

senses returned, she looked up to see his worried, tense face, and her heart

was a

I'm

and examined her closely. "You were acting really strange

Maybe I didn't sleep well last night, so I got a

tried to sound casual, lying smoothly

vivid and elusive. She

sure of: her headache was triggered by hearing

was almost sure there was a strong connection between them. She'd need to ask Beowulf to dig into the Nelsons later. Any family with ties to the Bennetts would be no ordinary one. Even if the Nelsons had vanished without a trace, she didn't believe a family that big could disappear without leaving

deep, rich voice

was already intoxicating. Still, he stared down at her with that ridiculously handsome face, looking worried. Seriously, how could

heart

my own health. I'm... yawn."

a good ten seconds before

you upstairs so you can nap. I'll call you when

that, he continued carrying her toward the

little stunned. "Wait, put

had no intention of letting

awkward being carried like this. Every time he held her like a princess, it made her feel

got used to this treatment and couldn't

depending on others. Her most incredible sense of security came from herself. She feared that

to open her heart. Growing up alone, she'd learned

she once trusted

A partner was even riskier. So, she had to be extra cautious about

Samuel looked up

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