After the Secret Wedding Rise of My Queen novel Chapter 225

Chapter 225 Heartless Little Minx
Suddenly, a muffled groan sounded in her ear, and the man stopped moving.

Isabel released her bite and turned to him.

The man lay motionless on top of her, silent for what felt like ages.

Just as Isabel was about to say something to break the awkwardness, the man got up without a word and walked into the bathroom.

The sound of running water echoed from the bathroom as the shower came on.

Sitting up, Isabel stared at the bathroom door. She didn't need to go inside to guess that he was taking a cold shower.

A pang of guilt suddenly hit her.

Pouting, she lowered her gaze to look at herself. Her clothes were in tatters as if a perfectly crisp sheet of paper had been crumpled into a ball.

He'd taken almost every advantage he could just moments ago. If she hadn't bitten his shoulder so suddenly, they might've gone all the way.

Isabel's hand instinctively went to her lower abdomen. It had only been a month. If they had done that, it could have severely affected the baby.

She rubbed her temples, frustration mounting.

What is wrong with me?

Even without the baby, her feelings for Xander were more gratitude than genuine affection. If they ended up together like this, it would be unfair to him.

She resolved to keep her head clear next time. She couldn't let his looks cloud her judgment.

With a groan, Isabel grabbed her head before lying back down, closing her eyes. But the sound of the running water kept echoing in her ears.

The bathroom door was well-insulated, so the noise wasn't that loud.

Yet somehow, it still kept her from falling asleep, leaving her restless.

Not long after, the sound of the shower stopped. Isabel stayed perfectly still, feigning sleep.

The soft click of the bathroom door opening reached her ears.

Isabel focused on keeping her breathing steady, trying her best to look convincingly asleep.

Soon, she heard his light footsteps approaching the bed. Each step was careful and deliberate, he didn't want to disturb her.

This level of thoughtfulness tugged at Isabel's heart.

Of course, she reminded herself, feeling touched wasn't the same as genuine feelings. Agreeing to be with him out of gratitude would make her no better than a heartless woman.

Standing at her bedside, Xander stared down at her for a long moment.

"You heartless little minx. I'm suffering here, and you're sleeping like a log," he muttered softly.

Before Isabel could process his words, Xander leaned down and captured her lips in a lingering kiss that left a smack as he pulled away.

Then, he climbed into bed as if nothing had happened. He slid her head onto his arm and wrapped her in his embrace before falling asleep.

Isabel struggled to calm her racing heartbeat, desperately trying to keep him from noticing.

He had stolen pecks from her before but never like this. This time, it was like he'd been savoring her, leaving her lips tingling and numb, as though they'd been electrified.

Isabel recalled Xander's words about her sleeping like a log while he was suffering. She wondered if this was the reason why he had kissed her.

As these thoughts swirled in her mind, exhaustion eventually pulled Isabel into sleep without her realizing it.

The next morning, Isabel woke to find Xander staring at her.

Judging by his expression, she couldn't tell when he had woken up or how long he had been watching her.

She even wondered if he had done anything like last night while she slept.

The thought gave her a headache. Even if she suspected it, there was no way she could directly ask.

Asking would mean admitting she had been pretending to sleep.

It was better to play dumb.

"Morning," Isabel greeted, forcing a casual tone.

"Morning," Xander replied, his gaze dropping to her chest.