After the Secret Wedding Rise of My Queen

Chapter 257 Do I Look That Old? "Thump-thump, thump-thump."

Isabel's heart raced uncontrollably.

It wasn't her fault. The way Xander was looking at her-so brazen, so unrestrained-it was like he wanted her to notice. And when she did catch him, he didn't even bother to look away. Instead, his gaze grew bolder, more intense. "Do I look strange dressed like this?"

The outfit wasn't even hers. Yvette had insisted on giving it to her, saying she'd bought it ages ago but never got the chance to wear it. With her pregnancy weight gain, it didn't fit anymore, so she passed it on to Isabel, claiming it would be a waste otherwise. Isabel had hesitated at first. This wasn't her usual style. But on a whim, she tried it on, and to her surprise, it uniquely suited her.

What she hadn't expected, though, was for Xander to stare at her non-stop once she put it on.

"You look adorable," Xander said sincerely, his eyes never leaving her.

"You like this kind of style?" Isabel asked, genuinely surprised.

"Not exactly."

"What does that mean?" Isabel was puzzled. Didn't his compliment mean he liked the cute style?

Xander raised his hand and gently picked up one of her pigtails. Without warning, he brought it to his lips and kissed it.

"You..." Isabel's eyes widened in shock. Couldn't we just talk like normal people? Why did you kiss my hair?

Her heart pounded even faster. Watching Xander kiss her hair felt more intimate and electrifying than if he had kissed her lips.

"I like everything about you," Xander said, finally answering her earlier question.

Whether it was Isabel in her mature style, her cute look now, or even her daring nightclub outfits, every version of her captivated him completely.

"Tell me, were you born just to be my kryptonite?" Xander leaned closer, his deep, magnetic voice whispering into her ear.

The low timbre sent shivers through Isabel, her earlobes flushing red almost instantly.

He was doing this on purpose.

bring

they finally arrived at the

stepped out of the car, she took

suffocating, like she was a dish served on a platter, waiting for Xander to feast on

several people glancing in her direction, their eyes

Girl?

guard. She was in her twenties,

the girl beside her-the daughter in question. The girl looked

comparing me to a teenager? Was my

holding a cotton candy. He looked shy, his cheeks tinged pink. "Hi," he said, extending the cotton candy toward her. "This is for you." Isabel blinked, stunned. It

had every

appearance, exuding a fresh and approachable charm. He was tall, too—at least

voice suddenly spoke from behind

doesn't eat

his skin. When he turned to see who it was, Xander's menacing expression was even

the crowd began to rise

right? He's so good-looking! Honestly, he could compete with male celebrities. No wonder

even looking up, she could already imagine

cautiously glanced

bad guy! I don't have any ill intentions toward your daughter. I just want to be friends with her,"

Xander's expression darkened

jaw clenching as if he was seconds away from snapping. He reached out, pulling the giggling Isabel into his arms and holding her tightly. "She's my wife,"

words stunned everyone around

Are they married? No way! The age gap between them has to be

be a second

second marriage, that girl doesn't look older than 18! This guy's unbelievable.

voice down! It's none of our business. You don't want to get in trouble. Just focus on keeping your kids safe so

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