Chapter 12 Take a Look at Mine

• 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! I—” 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?”
• Xander stood 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.