After the Secret Wedding Rise of My Queen

Chapter 252 Xander Notices Isabel's Baby Bump

When Xander glanced at Isabel's stomach, Isabel immediately tensed up, thinking for a moment that he had noticed something. But who would have thought the man would suddenly blurt out such a remark? Was he trying to scare her to death?

Seriously though, wasn't that line just a little bit flirtatious?

Isabel stared at Xander's handsome face and thought to herself, It's only because you have such a good-looking face. If it were anyone else, I'd have punched him right then and there.

Time flew by, and a week passed in the blink of an eye.

Isabel stood in front of the mirror, gazing at her abdomen.

Was it just her imagination? Why did it feel like her lower belly was starting to show?

Logically, it shouldn't. It had only been a month and a half; it was way too early to be showing.

However, she was pregnant with triplets.

Isabel pulled a measuring tape out of the drawer and wrapped it around her waist.

It used to be exactly 24 inches. Now it measures 24.2 inches.

"It really has gotten just a tiny bit bigger."

Xander opened the door right as Isabel said that. His eyes immediately went to her exposed waist.

"Why didn't you knock?" Isabel asked.

"The door wasn't closed, so I just came in," Xander replied. As he spoke, his eyes remained glued to Isabel's waist.

So slender. So alluring.

"Being just a little bit thicker is better. Too skinny, and it might snap too easily."

Xander's mind drifted back to that rainy night. He remembered the ease with which he had lifted her waist-high. A disturbing thought flickered through his memory-what if he had been careless, his grip too tight, and he had hurt her? Isabel pulled her shirt down, covering her belly.

Deprived of the beautiful view, Xander frowned subconsciously.

just a belly, nothing special. Plenty of people dressed like that out

she walked out.

it?"

friend later today, so I might come back late. Don't wait for me for dinner." Samuel

he thought, Xander only has eyes for Isabel. He remembered a time when Xander would have confided in him,

visit a friend too-check in on Yolkie. I haven't seen him in days, and I kind of miss him," Isabel said. She had already made plans with Richard the night before to

was planning

Ding-dong! The doorbell rang.

Richard said as he straightened his clothes and went to

saw the radiant, beautiful face outside, his mood lifted significantly. "You're

groceries. If you don't mind, I can cook for us tonight. Let's have a few drinks while we're at it," Isabel

about seeing Yolkie or having nothing better to do than cook

to get Richard drunk and extract information about the Zimmerman

becoming more frequent and vivid. The image of Leslie in those dreams, especially as a child, looked strikingly similar to her own childhood in her past life. Not only that, but the emotions Leslie experienced in those dreams resonated with Isabel more

growing stronger by the day, yet she had no way to

had no choice but to go

couldn't directly question him, which was why she came up with

eyes showing a flicker of surprise as he looked at the

exaggerating when I say the chefs at five-star hotels can't compare to me. What do you say? Tempted to

I'd hate to trouble

you've been looking after Yolkie for me. You're the one who's had it hard. This is

bounded over, tail wagging excitedly,

the coffee table and opened her arms to welcome Yolkie's

at her, which would be too much for her belly to handle. She was ready to dodge, but to her surprise, Yolkie stopped just in time and instead hugged her leg. Yolkie was truly something else. It probably remembered

head. "It's only been a few days, but you've grown so much. A few more months, and you'll be a big, proud dog." Yolkie seemed to understand her praise. His

then, the doorbell

Ding-dong-

her head toward the door, thinking, Could it be

a friend's birthday party. Beep-beep-beep-

under his breath. "I've only given that password

Richard frowned and nodded.

door about to open, she realized there was no time to run upstairs. She quickly lifted the tablecloth and crouched down,

in. Ivana was holding a cake. "I rang the doorbell earlier, but no one answered. I thought you weren't home,

Richard's gaze subtly lowered