After the Secret Wedding Rise of My Queen novel Chapter 232

Chapter 232 Carrying Isabel to the Bathroom
The scene shifted, revealing Isabel gasping for air.

Though the old men weren't skilled fighters, they had clearly taken a concoction of drugs that made them behave wildly. Charging at her like madmen, their ferocity was evident. It could be seen from Jessica's screams.

To make matters worse, Isabel's vision was blurry, and she had to shield her stomach from harm. While she managed to avoid direct injuries, the continuous struggle was depleting her energy rapidly. If the situation went on, the consequences could be dire.

Suddenly, a hand reached out toward her.

Not again! I'm not ready yet!

Isabel instinctively kicked out, but the pain in her lower abdomen forced her to hold back most of her strength.

Her hesitation allowed her opponent an opening. The man lunged from behind, grabbing her hair.

D*mn it!

Isabel cursed silently, furious. Of all things, she despised when someone pulled a woman's hair.

Just as she prepared to react, someone she had knocked down earlier seized her leg, preventing her from turning to confront the attacker behind her.

Then, a familiar voice rang in her ears, "D*mn it!"

For Isabel, the sound of that voice felt like rain on a parched land, filling her with relief.

Xander wasted no time. He broke the wrist of the man pulling Isabel's hair and delivered a powerful kick.

The old man flew backward as if hit by a speeding train, clutching his stomach in pain. With a loud crash, he slammed into the wall, slumped down, and passed out.

Max arrived just in time to witness the brutal scene, deeply impressed by Xander's rage. Judging by the intensity of his actions, what followed would surely be even more terrifying.

Thinking that, Max reached over and covered Yvette's eyes.

"What are you doing?" she protested.

"Don't watch. It's not good for our kids to see this."

With that, Max quietly shut the private room's door.

As expected, the next moments were as grim and violent as Max had anticipated.

After finishing off the attackers, Xander turned to Isabel. Before he could speak, she leaned into his arms.

"Xander, I'm exhausted. Let's go home," she murmured.

Her legs were weak, and her stomach ached. While she could push herself further, she refused to endanger the three lives growing inside her. Instead, she allowed herself to rest in Xander's embrace.

Xander gazed at her, his eyes brimming with tenderness. Seeing her rare display of vulnerability, he responded softly, "I'll carry you back."

His gentle tone warmed Isabel's heart.

"Thank you," she replied.

If Xander hadn't arrived in time, her fate might have mirrored Jessica's.

Recalling Jessica, Isabel suddenly remembered something.

"Jessica called reporters and the police. She wanted to expose me and destroy my reputation."

"Then we'll make sure she pays for it," Xander replied coldly, echoing Isabel's unspoken thoughts.

To some extent, he seemed to be in tune with her.