After the Secret Wedding Rise of My Queen

Chapter 182 Running Into Kaleb While Drunk

Sell's eyes were locked on Isabel's neck, captivated by the smoothness of her fair skin and the elep curve of her throat. The flush of alcohol on her face only added to her allure, making her seem even more enchanting. Every part of her seemed to make Seff's thirst grow stronger. He grabbed a drink and gulped it down the cold liquid sliding down his throat.

As the drink settled, his mind flashed back to a time when Isabel had been drunk before. She had started to undress, and though she only removed her jacket to reveal a simple t-shirt beneath, the sight had set his heart racing Even now, thinking about it, he felt a warmth spreading across his face and his pulse quickening

"Boss, when are you planning to divorce Xander?" Seff asked urgently, his voice tinged with frustration. T heard from Beowulf that you already got the emerald guardian angel pendant, right?"

He couldn't help but feel impatient. The woman he had feelings for was married to another man-not just married, but living with him.

Worse still, that man seemed to care for Isabel too, and Seff couldn't bear it

At the mention of "Xander," Isabel instinctively furrowed her brows, the memory of the previous day flooding back.

In the past, Xander would occasionally take advantage of her when she wasn't paying attention. It would irritate her for a moment, but she'd forget about it quickly.

But yesterday was different-his forceful manner had felt like he was trying to break her. The discomfort it caused her was profound, and it pushed her to put distance between them.

"I signed a contract with him. After a year. I'll divorce him." Isabel replied.

"You're going to wait a whole year? Seff couldn't accept that. "Why sign a contract with him in the first place?"

Isabel took out the emerald guardian angel pendant from under her shirt and showed it to him. "This w the condition," she said flatly. "Boss, please, promise me you won't let him sweep you off your feet before that year is up!' Self nearly shouted, his anxiety palpable. "You're overthinking it. I- Isabel paused, her voice catching slightly. Tll never have a future with him."

She was a strong-willed woman, and Xander shared the same dominating nature. From the start, their personalities had never meshed. She believed a man like Xander, who dealt with the weight of the world, needed a soft and virtuous woman by his side to care for him. She was not that woman.

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As she thought about it, the dizziness in her head grew stronger.

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at the beer boule on the table. Is it

can't let this go on. I don't want

the bathroom, she

said quickly,

me? Is he out of his

I can handle it, Isabel forced a smile, trying to look sober

I should come with you," Seff insisted, still

to the ladies' room. You won't be able to go in there anyway. Come on, let's have another drink." "Go on, go!" Isabel waved Seff off and quickly

to be sober. She staggered toward the bathroom, her steps insteady as

the world around her seemed to blur, the walls and ceiling becoming

colors.

She splashed cold water on her face and, for, a moment, felt a

as she stepped out, the coldness faded and was replaced by a warm, almost burning sensation as the alcohol began to

to the room and let Beowulf and the others help

reached the door to the private room and pushed it

"Beowulf, you guys

fraze mid-sentence,

was filled with men in suits lounging on couches.

walked into

is definitely not our private

even more was the sight

I must have walked into the wrong room," she quickly

stepped in front of her, blocking

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scanned Isabel's body from head to toe, his gaze making her feel exposed. "You've misunderstood. I'm not a call girl. Please move aside, Isabel said sharply, her voice cold

stood in her way as

who you are. Now that you're here, why not stay and sing with

had noticed the money, looked at Isabel with envy, jealousy,

were used to the bosses giving them only a few hundred at a time, but