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.

angel pendant wasn't on her after all. He had

water wasn't that hot, but this shirt... " Isabel glanced down at her now-stained white blouse. The tea had left mottled marks,

clothes upstairs. If you don't mind, you can borrow mine," Richie offered as

opening the closet. Almost everything was white shirts, with a few black ones

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

shirt was sorted and she needed

the tea. From

Richie's wardrobe but

mirror in just the oversized shirt, which fell slightly above her knees, she thought

to leave it as it

Isabel called out, pushing the

froze at the

in an adult's wardrobe. But Isabel was no average girl. Her figure filled out his shirt perfectly

Richie cleared his throat,

clothes. You wouldn't have needed

man

all, in Richie's heart, there

cared about. No matter how stunning another woman

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

removed his shirt and

were immediately drawn to the scars

"What happened?"

underwent wilderness training once. These are from back then," Richie replied

Wilderness training?

to his

so formidable. He must have done it all

Isabel lost herself in

and glanced toward the door. He turned on the television, which displayed the security camera feed.

heart nearly stopped. Standing outside

behind him was

dropped to her current outfit. If Xander saw her like this, there was no way she could explain

turned to Richie, who was shirtless

to stop looking and figure out

dining table,

are you doing?" Richie

be quiet,