After the Secret Wedding Rise of My Queen

Chapter 226 Richie Is Richard

The villa's interior was identical to the Nelson Residence.

Richie was the man from last night.

It was Richard!

Last night, he must have revealed his true identity to Xander; otherwise, there was no way he could have escaped unscathed from the elite bodyguards of the Bennetts.

"Apologies for the delay," Richie said as he descended the staircase.

"It's fine. I just arrived," Isabel replied.

As Isabel fixed her gaze on Richie, he was also scrutinizing her.

By all accounts, the emerald guardian angel pendant should have been in Xander's possession. Yet last night, it had hung around the neck of that woman.

Richie recalled seeing Xander kiss Isabel in the car that day.

If they were indeed a couple, it wouldn't be surprising if Xander had gifted her the pendant.

With this thought, Richie's gaze discreetly shifted to Isabel's chest.

After a brief silence, Richie poured Isabel a cup of water.

"It's fine. Let me start your treatment," Isabel said. She wasn't thirsty, having already had some water before coming.

"The treatment can wait a bit. You're my guest, and here is a cup of pre-brewed lemon tea," Richie insisted, pushing the cup closer to Isabel.

However, his hand tilted slightly, causing the hot tea to spill down Isabel's neck and onto her chest.

"Ah!" Isabel gasped softly at the heat.

"My apologies." Richie handed her a clean towel as his eyes inadvertently drew to her front.

The tea had soaked her white blouse, revealing faint contours beneath.

But there was nothing there.

Her collarbone was bare, with no trace of any necklace.

wasn't on her after all. He had been wrong-the

her now-stained white

you can borrow mine," Richie offered as he led

stepping into the room and opening the closet. Almost everything was white shirts, with a few black

picked a new shirt that still had its tags attached, thinking Richie might care

was sorted and she needed

From certain angles, it might even look

rummaged through Richie's wardrobe but couldn't find suitable pants to

which fell slightly above her knees, she thought it wasn't a

she decided to leave it as

called out, pushing

at the sight

six-foot-tall, was the kind of guy whose clothes would typically dwarf any average-sized girl, making them look like a kid playing dress-up in an adult's wardrobe. But Isabel was no average girl. Her figure filled out his shirt perfectly and the buttons

throat, trying to redirect his

You wouldn't have needed mine if I hadn't spilled tea

typical response from any man in his position. It didn't mean anything

Richie's heart, there

No matter how stunning

to apologize; it wasn't intentional. Let's move on. I'll start your treatment now," Isabel said, pulling out a set of silver needles. "Take off your shirt so can begin the needle therapy. I've also prepared a prescription-just have someone fetch

you." Richie removed his shirt and

eyes were immediately drawn to

"What happened?"

These are from back then,"

Wilderness training?

back to his

he had become so formidable. He must have done it all to grow stronger-to avenge

in thought,

the television, which displayed the security camera feed.

outside wasn't

behind him

dropped to her current outfit. If Xander saw her like

Richie,

to stop looking and figure

thinking, Isabel ducked under the dining table, lifting the tablecloth to

are you doing?"

him to be quiet, pointing at