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.

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

her now-stained white blouse. The tea had left mottled marks, making

you don't mind, you can borrow mine," Richie offered as he led Isabel to

not picky; anything will do," Isabel said, stepping into the room and opening the closet. Almost

had its tags

sorted and she needed pants

had also been stained by the tea. From certain angles, it might even

through Richie's wardrobe but couldn't

just the oversized shirt, which fell slightly above her knees, she thought it wasn't a big deal.

to leave it

out, pushing the door

froze at the

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 looked like they might

throat, trying to redirect

clothes. You wouldn't have needed mine

instinctive-a typical response from any man in his position. It

in Richie's heart, there

how stunning another

start your treatment now," Isabel said, pulling out a set of silver needles. "Take off your shirt so can begin the needle therapy.

Richie removed his shirt

were immediately drawn to the

"What happened?"

once. These are from back then,"

Wilderness training?

to his impressive skills

wonder he had become so formidable. He must have

Isabel lost herself in thought, the doorbell suddenly

and glanced toward the door. He turned on the television,

stopped. Standing outside wasn't just anyone it

behind him was

saw her like this, there

to Richie,

Better to stop looking

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

doing?" Richie asked in

him to be quiet, pointing at herself and then at