After the Secret Wedding Rise of My Queen novel Chapter 3

Chapter 3 Getting the Marriage Certificate

Marrying Xander and sneaking into the Bennetts. She was determined to get the mission done.

Xander's dark, deep eyes scanned Isabel up and down. She looked a mess, with a face covered in colorful smudges, a wedding dress that was torn and dirty, and noticeable bloodstains.

She resembled someone who had just been robbed.

"Who are you?"

"Isabel from the Zimmerman family," she said.

"And you think I'm just going to take your word for it?" Xander asked, giving her a cold look.

"Whether you believe me or not doesn't really matter. You're going to check anyway." Isabel stepped closer to him as she spoke.

A hint of curiosity mixed with suspicion appeared in Xander's gaze.

"Let's not waste time. You got stood up, and my fiancé left me at our wedding with her mistress. We're both in the same boat, so why don't we just get the marriage certificate together?" Isabel suggested.

Xander quickly figured out what was going on. This woman had come to him to get back at her cheating fiancé.

She was trying to use him as a tool for revenge. Did she think Xander was just anyone?

"Go find someone else," he said, turning his wheelchair to leave.

"Wait!" Isabel called out, rushing to block his way. She looked down at Samuel, who was sitting in the wheelchair.

"What if I say I could fix his legs?"

What?!

Both Xander and Samuel froze, staring at Isabel in shock.

"Stop staring at me like that. Just give me a straight answer. If I can heal his legs, will you still marry me?" Isabel asked, looking directly at Xander.

His gaze darkened as he stayed quiet for a moment. Finally, he said, "Alright. If you can heal his legs, I'll marry you."

"Xander! How can you agree to this? We have no idea who this woman is, and she's definitely up to something!" Samuel said, panicked.

Xander gave him a reassuring pat on the shoulder, signaling him to calm down and see how things played out.

"So, how are you planning to heal him?" Xander asked, eyeing Isabel.

"Let me take a look first," Isabel said, reaching to lift the blanket off Samuel's legs.

"Don't touch me!" Samuel clung to the blanket, refusing to let go.

"Do you think I've got X-ray vision? How am I supposed to check your legs with the blanket in the way?" Isabel retorted.

"There's no way you can fix my legs!" Samuel shot back, eyeing her warily. His instincts were screaming that this girl had some hidden motive.

Isabel rolled her eyes, thinking to herself that if it wasn't for her mission, she wouldn't bother healing him. In her previous life, people went to great lengths just to get her to treat them, spending endless time, money, and resources.

At that moment, Xander moved to pull the blanket off Samuel's legs.

"Xander! She's gotta be a scam artist!"

"Let her see," Xander said, standing right next to Samuel. He made it clear that if Isabel tried anything sneaky, she'd face serious consequences for messing with his family.

Samuel stopped arguing and turned his head away, his fists clenched. His legs, long since confined to a wheelchair, had suffered from muscle atrophy and deformation, looking quite deformed and unsightly.

Isabel pressed on Samuel's legs a few times and quickly reached a conclusion.

"These aren't congenital issues, but they've been like this for around six or seven years."

Both Xander and Samuel turned to stare at Isabel, looking surprised.

It had indeed been six or seven years since the accident. She could just look and press a bit and tell all that?

Before they could even react, Isabel hooked her fingers and started pressing on the deformed legs.

Twisting, adjusting, pulling.