My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 158

*Nothing much, it was off and on so I didn’t catch it all. Just bits and pieces, so I wanted to hear your side of the story.”

As Matthew spoke, he swept a glance downstairs; with a pleading look, he asked, “Is that okay, Xan?”

“Alright.”

Xanthea’s eyes flickered as she searched her mind for the right words. No matter what, she had to smooth over last night’s conversation perfectly – no suspicions from his side, no flaws in her plan for revenge!

“Really?” Matthew’s face lit up with excitement, “That’s great; let’s go!”

I

“Ms. Marlowe, I appreciate your apology, but I have an urgent matter today and can’t stay for lunch, sorry.”

As Xanthea and Matthew descended the stairs, they brushed past Orion.

“Xanthea!” Leonard called out to her, puzzled by her sudden change of heart, “You’re not staying? This breakfast is…”

you for the dress, and about the m

“Ms. Nightshade.”

you to dinner next

forward, and Xanthea nodded

“Ms. Nightshade.”

Cedric watched the man beside him, who couldn’t take his eyes off her departing figure. His gaze was darkened, his face pale without a

Ms. Nightshade’s bedside, caring for her through the night without a wink of sleep. At dawn, he ordered someone to prepare a hangover cure and clothes, and had personally cooked an elaborate breakfast,

fingertip. Yet, Ms. Nightshade not only didn’t stay

even speak a word

Nightshade clearly didn’t care about him at all. Perhaps he was

cakes, sticky rice, and a

her the breakfast, “Have

N

need, I’m not

food, eager to ask him, “What did I actually say to you last night? That made you come

wasn’t much, really. I just sensed something was off on your