After the Secret Wedding Rise of My Queen
Secret Wedding 12

Isabel wasn't the only one caught off guard.

Xander's eyes widened in surprise, and he was momentarily taken aback. Despite his usual resistance to female allure, he struggled to tear his gaze away. "You! -" Isabel stammered before dashing into the bathroom.

The bathroom door slammed shut with a resounding thud, leaving the room in an awkward silence, though both were far from calm.

Isabel leaned against the cool door to steady her breathing, her cheeks red from embarrassment.

Outside, Xander remained rooted in place, his eyes fixed on the closed bathroom door, unmoving.

The standoff continued until Isabel finally broke the silence.

She knocked on the door and asked, "Uh, are you still out there?"

Xanders

stood

I up. "I'll head out now."

"Don't leave."

Xander froze, his heart skipping a beat. He turned his attention back to the bathroom door.

Was she asking him to stay? What was she planning? Had Samuel been right about her intentions being less than pure?

If that were the case, he would stay and see if she showed her true colors.

Just then, Isabel's voice came through again.

"Could you pass me the pajamas on the bed? I forgot to bring them."

Xander glanced at the bed, frowning. Was that why she wanted him to stay? To hand her pajamas?

His anticipation quickly faded as he realized that.

After a brief pause, Xander carried the pajamas to the bathroom.

Here you go.

As he spoke, he saw the bathroom door crack open, and a soft, delicate arm reached for the clothes. Xander's breath hitched, his composure momentarily slipping.

Once Isabel took the pajamas and the door closed again, he managed to regain his calm.

When she emerged in her pajamas, she found Xander still seated on her bed.

"Mr. Bennett, don't you think it's a bit inappropriate to enter without knocking?"

Xander looked at her casually and responded, "I knocked, but you didn't answer."

"So you just opened the door like that?" Isabel asked, raising an eyebrow.

"The door wasn't completely shut."

Wasn't shut? Isabel glanced at the door, remembering she had closed it. Had she not closed it properly?

"And I didn't expect you to come out like that from the bathroom," Xander added.

"You "Isabel winced, replaying the situation in her mind.

"Do you think you suffered a loss?" Xander asked.

"Of course! No man has ever seen me like that!" Isabel retorted, visibly annoyed.

At her words, Xander's eyes glinted with interest. He then asked probingly, "You and your fiancé were almost married. Haven't you two—"

Before he could finish, Isabel cut him off.

"Are you up late just to tease me? I admit I'm not as bold as Eva Shepherd, nor do I have her scheming ways. If I had even a fraction of her shamelessness, I'd probably be surrounded by kids with my ex-fiancé by now!"

So they never slept together?

Xander's fingers, hidden at his side, subtly rubbed together. He revealed a barely visible smile, which fleeted without her noticing it.

"Now that you've had your fun. Can you leave?" Isabel urged him, her irritation growing.

Honestly, if she didn't have a mission that she had to complete, she would have marched over and knocked Xander out. She had lived through two lifetimes without close contact with a man, but her body was seen by a man. It made her furious. Just then, Xander removed his suit jacket and began unbuttoning his shirt.

Isabel's eyes widened in shock as she took in the unexpected scene.

"W-what are you doing?"

Xander remained calm, his voice steady.

"Don't you think you suffered a loss? You can take a look at mine too."

Isabel was so stunned by Xander's actions that she could barely move, her gaze fixed on him as he continued to unbutton his shirt.