Chapter 224 My Stomach Hurts

Just now, a shadow seemed to flicker past.

Xander scanned the darkness, but after a long while, he still saw nothing.

"Was my eyes playing tricks on me?"

Hiding under the tree, Isabel patted her chest in relief. Thankfully, she had managed to move the ladder just in time; otherwise, she would've been caught red-handed by Xander.

She kept a wary eye on Xander, who was standing on the balcony, and only when he finally left did she dare to emerge from her hiding spot. Quietly, she approached the spot directly below the bathroom on the second floor. Isabel touched her belly. Fortunately, it wasn't too big yet, or climbing would have been nearly impossible.

She climbed up carefully. As soon as she slipped inside, the sound of a doorknob turning echoed in the bathroom.

Shoot! He really suspects something!

In a flash, Isabel stripped off her clothes and dashed under the showerhead. As her body got drenched, she grabbed a towel to make it seem as though she'd just finished showering.

Her movements were fast, but Xander was faster.

The door swung open. Isabel was so startled that she dropped the towel she was holding.

Plop! The towel fell to the floor.

The room fell silent.

Xander stood frozen in the doorway with his hand still on the doorknob. His eyes were fixed on her as if time had come to a standstill.

Isabel's face flushed crimson, the color spreading from her cheeks to her neck, ears, and even down to her collarbone. In a burst of embarrassment and anger, she grabbed the nearest bar of soap and hurled it at Xander. Finally snapping out of it, Xander shut the door just in time.

Bang! The soap smacked against the door.

Isabel stomped her feet in frustration.

That j*rk! Not only did he see everything, but he acted like nothing had happened and just stood there staring! How shameless could he be?

But then-

towel on

here and the towel is unusable now.

full minute, Isabel opened the

"Are you still there?"

A deep voice sounded right outside, far closer than she

Isabel jumped.

farther away? Is he trying to spy

me a set of pajamas,"

to the wardrobe and opened it. Everything inside was ordinary except for one that immediately caught his eye. Xander pulled the red nightgown out of the wardrobe. It was a semi-transparent

rush

the

Isabel took it, her

vividly-it was

insisted Isabel's figure would make it look even better. Yvette

another one,"

There was no response.

"Hey? Xander?"

Still nothing.

crack in the door, Isabel saw no

Did he leave?

out, intending to grab something more appropriate from the wardrobe. But the instant she opened the door, she saw Xander standing on the

onto her, filled with

time?" Isabel's eyes widened in

with satisfaction, though his eyes never

What a shameless man!

furious, the way Xander looked at her didn't feel sleazy or vulgar. On the contrary, there was an inexplicable sense of refinement, as though he were

might just be his ridiculously godlike face at work. Staring at his perfect features, Isabel couldn't stay mad. "You-you did this on purpose, didn't you? You-"

gently on the bed. Then, without

before she could fully rise, Xander's long legs shifted. He pinned her beneath

the one who

resonated in her ears, both intoxicating and

the one who gave

it?" His smile was wickedly playful and his

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