After the Secret Wedding Rise of My Queen

Chapter 228 A Kiss to Wake-Up

Richie's question left Isabel momentarily speechless.

"How should I put it? He's very nice to me."

"I can see that," Richie chimed in.

"But-" Isabel's brows furrowed even deeper. "Feelings aren't as simple as liking someone and being together because of it."

"So, you don't have that kind of feeling for him?" Richie asked.

Isabel raised a hand to scratch her neck awkwardly. "I think so? Or maybe... I just can't treat him the way he treats me."

The more Isabel spoke, the more unfair the whole situation seemed to Xander in her mind. It wasn't as if she wanted things to be this way. Just like she had said earlier-if someone liked her and treated her well, was she obligated to reciprocate? Did not returning his feelings make her a bad person?

That didn't make sense.

She wanted to stay true to her heart.

"If that's the case, why are you two still together? Haven't you already exacted your revenge?" Richie looked at her with genuine confusion.

Because of the emerald guardian angel pendant.

But that wasn't something Isabel planned to share with Richie.

"There's a promise between us. For now, I can't leave his side," she explained briefly, then swiftly changed the subject. "Let's get you lying down again. I wasn't done treating you earlier." "Alright." Richie nodded obediently.

That night, Isabel lay in bed, tossing and turning. The events of the day weighed heavily on her mind.

It wasn't until nearly midnight that Xander arrived, right on schedule.

As always, the moment he climbed into bed, he pulled her into his arms.

Isabel feigned deep sleep, staying perfectly still as she waited for him to fall asleep.

Listening closely to his even breathing against her face, she deduced he must be asleep.

To test it, she shifted slightly.

A minute passed and there was no reaction from Xander. He was truly asleep.

Carefully, Isabel slid her hand out, reached under his shirt, and retrieved the emerald guardian angel pendant.

Suddenly, a familiar voice echoed in her mind.

"Leslie, this is the treasure your parents left you. The password is your ...

The voice faded away again.

is

Her birthday?

it were, I would

over the pendant's smooth surface. For a long time,

and dreams resurfaced repeatedly, she

back to her childhood, waking up in an orphanage after a high fever wiped away her

time after waking up, she would tremble

hadn't understood

now, piecing everything together, the fear of fire made perfect sense if she really were

these were only assumptions and speculations without solid

there was

Richie's deep longing for

very being, so profound that it made her

fell asleep, slipping into a

dream, Leslie toddled over to Richie with her tiny

she asked, her wide eyes full of

day they first met.

the candy wrapper Leslie had just given

is

as he

child. Your name will

her large eyes at her parents. "Mom, Dad, does that mean he's part of our

sibling and a playmate?"

wanted a

darted back to Richie, and a mischievous glint appeared

so I get dibs. From now on, I'll be your big sister, and you'll be my little brother. Got it?" she

and much taller.

is! I think

replied with a firm nod.

swnevel

get

I'm your big

the room

the name in her

who had just gotten out of bed and

at Isabel and wondered if he had

"I'm hungry," Isabel mumbled.

helpless yet affectionate

gaze drifted

lips, which

the morning

bobbed as

They looked... delicious.