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 she’s

heavens, if something had happened

staff from the “Realm of Illusions” team rushed over and sighed in relief when they

too much in front of everyone. Without hesitation, Orion took off

jacket covered her down to her thighs, both warming her shivering body and perfectly hiding the curves outlined by the

looked up at him gratefully, clutching the

on her fingers, which were oozing fresh blood,

Xanthea noticed the cuts on her fingers, quickly releasing the jacket, “I got these when I was thrown from the bike, brushed against a

finger, seemingly about to

and then pulled out

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

you been applying it morning and night like

tiptoed trying to see the crescent–shaped scar on his neck, when a sharp roar suddenly erupted from the crowd, vibrating

ears

“Isabella, Isabella, calm down.”

“Mover