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.

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

down at her now-stained white blouse. The tea had left mottled marks, making it unsuitable to wear in

you can borrow mine," Richie offered as

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

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

was sorted and she needed pants

From certain angles, it might even look like something far

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

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

that thought, she decided to

done," Isabel called out, pushing the

the sight

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

cleared his throat, trying to redirect his

wouldn't have needed mine if I

was purely instinctive-a typical response from any man

in Richie's heart,

about. No matter how stunning another woman was,

said, pulling out a set of silver

removed his shirt and

were immediately drawn to the scars on his

"What happened?"

training once. These are from

Wilderness training?

his

become so formidable. He must have done it

herself in thought,

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

stopped. Standing outside wasn't just

him was

current outfit. If Xander saw her like this, there was

Richie,

Better to stop looking and figure

thinking, Isabel ducked under the dining table, lifting the

doing?" Richie

quiet, pointing at