My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 53

Orion had the kind of physique that didn’t scream gym junkie; instead, there was a subtle power behind his toned muscles, visible even through his crisp white shirt. The thought of him cooking dinner for her later brought a delightful rush, giving her the peculiar sensation of having hired some sort of CEO–level butler.

After completing ten push–ups, Xanthea called out to stop, catching Orion’s puzzled gaze.

“That’s it!”

What was he confused about?

“One hundred.”

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His voice was calm, and he continued the exercise. Xanthea was stunned. One hundred? One–handed? Had he lost his mind?

claim to understand the extent of a man’s strength, but she often watched Samuel work out, and even he struggled past forty. And here Orion was,

Uncle Orion’s got

doing a hundred one–handed push–ups could break him! Orion, don’t overdo it, get up. You still have

thoroughly squashed. Orion had completed nearly ninety push–ups with ease, his expression unbothered,

face, boasted, “See, I told you Uncle Orion is strong! He could even manage a hundred with

quickly covered his mouth. What kind of inappropriate things was the

could effortlessly perform a hundred one–handed push–ups, but the terrifying thought of what could happen if she hadn’t escaped that night at

and stood up, looking at her intently, “Want to give it a

“Uh, what?”

suggestion and her own wandering thoughts, Xanthea shook her head

“Hop on.”

realizing he was still talking

you–you go

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