My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 90

Orion suddenly let out a low chuckle, sounding like the collapse of a sob or the relief of having survived a calamity.

He thought she was dead; he thought she was gone.

Xanthea felt a tight grip on her heart as his laughter echoed, and as she tried to say something, a sneeze escaped her uncontrollably

The lake water was too cold.

“Ah!” Suddenly, she was lifted into his arms and carried towards the shore.

Xanthea instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck, her gaze fixed on his sharp jawline, reminding her of the day she nearly drowned at Lakeside Manor. He had camied her up in a similar hold, his chest radiating the same burning warmth, yet he had disappeared by the time she woke up.

Many questions magnified endlessly in her mind at this very moment.

Why was he always there when she was in danger? Why did he seem so heartbroken thinking she was gone? Did her life mean that much to him? Was there something special they shared that she had forgotten?

“Oh my God, she’s alright!”

The motorbike burned to ashes, and

something had

the “Realm of Illusions” team rushed over and sighed in relief

her arms slightly hugging her body, feeling a bit cold and worried about revealing too

covered her down to her thighs, both warming her shivering

Xanthea looked up at him gratefully, clutching

were oozing fresh blood, his brow furrowed

gaze, Xanthea noticed the cuts on her fingers, quickly releasing the jacket, “I got these when I was thrown from the bike, brushed against a willow by the lake. Don’t worry; I

grasped her index finger, seemingly about to

paused, and then pulled out a

with him? And it was such a small jar, not even 20 grams – had

cream? Haven’t you been applying it morning and night like I told

on his neck, when a sharp roar suddenly erupted

ears

“Isabella, Isabella, calm down.”

“Mover