After the Secret Wedding Rise of My Queen

Chapter 254 Xander and Richard Confront Each Other Over Isabel "Xander, let me explain."

Isabel knew this time Xander's jealousy had been pushed to the limit, and she could understand why. If the roles were reversed and she were in his place, seeing her husband hiding under another person's table, she would have lost her composure long before having a

calm conversation.

The fact that Xander was managing to hold it together this much showed incredible restraint on his part!

"There's no need to listen to her explanation!" Ivana finally lost her patience. She stepped forward, her voice trembling with fury as she shouted at Isabel.

"You homewrecking hussy! The moment you stepped foot in this house, I knew you were trouble! First, you sink your claws into my son, and now you're not satisfied until you've got Richard too? You-you-you've got no shame!"

Ivana's face flushed crimson, then deepened to a furious purple. Xander was her son, and Richard a young man she'd mentored and cared for like her own. Yet this vixen, Isabel, had somehow managed to wrap them both around her little finger. And now, because of Isabel, Xander and Richard looked like they were about to come to blows.

A woman like her was nothing but poison-rotten to the core! She was a ticking time bomb in their family, one the family could never tolerate!

Isabel frowned and glanced at Richard beside her. She didn't care how much Ivana insulted her, but if Richard got caught up in this because of her, it would leave a bad taste in her mouth.

"Say what you want about me," Isabel said. "I know you don't like me, and you've always wanted Rachel to be your daughter-in-law. But Richard and I are just friends."

The way Isabel spoke made it clear to anyone with ears-she was trying to shield Richard from the brunt of the blame.

Xander, who was already furious beyond words, only grew more enraged seeing Isabel stand up for Richard like this. His emotions churned inside him like a violent storm.

He grabbed Isabel's wrist roughly and locked his grip tight, pulling her away without a word.

Isabel didn't react immediately and stumbled as Xander dragged her along.

Richard frowned, concern etched on his face. He quickly followed them, saying, "You've got it all wrong. There's nothing between us. She came here to help me with my illness. You'll hurt her if you keep this up."

Xander's anger momentarily cooled at Richard's explanation, but the last sentence reignited his fury. In those words, he heard something that sounded like affection.

"This is between me and my wife. It has nothing to do with you," Xander said coldly.

the car. "Hey! Xander, you're hurting me!" Isabel exclaimed, her face pale with discomfort. "Can you calm down and

expression, Richard instinctively rushed forward and

see that?!" Richard's voice carried an edge of

didn't know why he was reacting this way-it was as if seeing Isabel being

narrowed his eyes, his gaze cold as ice. His thin lips pressed into a harsh, unyielding line, exuding

let go of Isabel's hand. He feared that the moment he

go," Xander said, his tone commanding

all, they were husband and wife. But the

a chicken pecking at grains. "He's right. This is all just a misunderstanding.

around them dropped several degrees. A suffocating chill enveloped the room, rushing toward Isabel like

she could come up with a way to explain herself, Ivana suddenly stormed forward, raising her hand to

realized what was happening, Ivana's hand was already inches

to dodge in time, Ivana's nails still grazed

hadn't fully landed, Ivana raised her hand

side, shielding her like

she

"Move aside!"

is none of

shifted to Richard, who still held

let go of Isabel's hand with

strange sense of loss washed over him. It felt as though he had just let go of the most precious thing in his life, leaving a hollow ache

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to look at Isabel. The scratch on her cheek was vivid against her pale skin,

if to touch her face, but halfway, he stopped

thin lips tightened before he spoke, his voice cold and distant.

on Isabel's hand was noticeably gentler, though still firm. Isabel glanced back at Richard,

still

he look that

tightened again, and he roughly dragged her into the

single word. The tension in the