After the Secret Wedding Rise of My Queen

Chapter 255 Confrontation, Anger, Misunderstanding Resolved

Isabel was furious-beyond furious. She had never felt this level of anger before.

The feeling of being doubted, of not being trusted those were the things she despised the most.

She raised her hand and yanked the emerald guardian angel pendant off her neck.

"Here! Take it! I don't want it anymore! From now on, there's nothing-absolutely nothing-between us!"

The words had barely left her lips when Xander froze completely.

After a brief moment of silence, he slowly lifted his head and looked at Isabel.

Her face was blazing with rage, her eyes burning with a fury that was as intense as it was unmistakable. Anger poured from her gaze, so much so that it bordered on hatred.

Seeing the look on her face, something rare happened-Xander panicked. A surge of fear swept through him, his chest tightening with dread.

Isabel's chest heaved violently as her anger boiled over.

"I'm packing my things right now and leaving. Don't come looking for me. You won't find me!"

Hearing her cold, final words, Xander's eyes went blank for a moment. Then, realizing what was happening, he suddenly grabbed Isabel and pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly, his arms locking around her waist.

He knew it wouldn't change anything, but at least for now, Isabel was in his grasp, unable to leave.

"Let go!" Isabel shouted, struggling hard, pushing against Xander's shoulders with all her strength. "You're not leaving," Xander said in a low, commanding tone that left no room for argument.

"I am leaving! Let me go!" Isabel shouted again, shoving him even harder.

The more Isabel fought, the tighter Xander's grip became.

Her relentless pushing left his shoulders red, but Xander still didn't loosen his hold, not even a little.

After several attempts, Isabel's frustration peaked. Her face flushed from the effort and fury, and when she realized she couldn't break free, she snapped. In a fit of anger, she leaned forward and bit down on Xander's shoulder. "Mm-hmm-"Xander let out a muffled groan of pain, and then ... nothing.

He still wasn't letting go?

her bite slightly, pausing in surprise. She'd

long you can

teeth back into his shoulder,

hurt. She was leaning against his shoulder, and she could

falling unevenly, his breaths a little heavier than usual.

more Isabel thought about it, the more she felt an odd mix of irritation

you even want?" she asked, her tone both annoyed and

of reluctance. If she listened carefully, she could even detect an almost

stopped Isabel in her tracks, filling her with

the legendary CEO of the Bennett Group, a

the reality was that he possessed the terrifying ability to turn the tides of entire industries with a single

this man was softening

trust me. I told you, I was only treating Richard. He has severe asthma-you can have someone look into it if you don't believe me. And as for hiding under the table, it's not because I wanted to-I just didn't expect you and your mom to show up out

mad, I'm the one who suffers. To avoid unnecessary drama,

wouldn't believe me. You even insisted on checking me?!" Isabel's voice

got to this point, her entire face had turned crimson, the color creeping down her neck and to the tips

I don't want it anymore!" Isabel's

the hell did that even mean? Wasn't that just plain insulting? Did he really see her as some kind of fickle, unfaithful woman?

Isabel, showing no sign of letting go. As he

fault. I shouldn't have

Isabel's hand and, without hesitation, slapped it across his own

was

the slap, proof of just

before she could even process what was happening, her palm had already landed on his face. "You" Isabel started, wanting to say something, but when

who had been impulsive just now.

down, her anger toward Xander was slowly

her husband at another man's house, hiding under

can keep hitting me," Xander said, taking Isabel's hand

a fist and

her tone softening. She glanced at the red mark on Xander's

me," Isabel said, looking down at herself. She was still in such a disheveled state, and standing like this in front of Xander felt unbearably embarrassing. Xander frowned, his arms tightening slightly. He clearly had

waist,"