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 last night

down at her now-stained white blouse. The tea

mind, you can borrow

will do," Isabel said, stepping into the room and opening the closet. Almost everything was white shirts, with a few black ones mixed

still had its tags attached, thinking Richie might care about

was sorted and

stained by the tea. From certain

rummaged through Richie's wardrobe but couldn't find

mirror in just the oversized shirt, which fell slightly above her knees, she thought it wasn't a big deal. Some of her skirts were even shorter

she decided to leave it

Isabel called out, pushing the door

at the

girl, making them look like a kid playing dress-up in an adult's wardrobe. But Isabel

Richie cleared his throat,

clothes. You wouldn't have needed mine if I hadn't

purely instinctive-a typical response from any man in

Richie's

he cared about. No matter how stunning another woman was, she meant

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

it. Thank you." Richie removed

immediately drawn to the scars on his

"What happened?"

training once. These are

Wilderness training?

to his impressive skills

formidable. He must have done it all to grow

lost herself in thought, the doorbell

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

nearly stopped. Standing outside wasn't just anyone it was

behind him

Xander saw her like this, there was no

Richie, who was

looking and figure out where to

Isabel ducked under the dining table, lifting the tablecloth

doing?"

him to be quiet, pointing at