My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 202

“If you get hurt again.”

Orion paused, his gaze lingering on her.

He could just lock her up, so she wouldn’t go anywhere.

If she couldn’t take care of herself, he’d do it.

“What will you do then? You’re not going to take care of me?”

orion didn’t respond, continuing to gently knead her ankle.

Xanthea observed the Orlov Trotter not far from them, now peacefully grazing alongside a majestic Alha Stallion.

Had he been riding that prized steed to chase after her just now?

come you were

seconds, “I had a

the Simon West vintage golf

was thrilled, so

long as he likes it,

him? I heard it was made by a renowned general and fetched a high price at an

“Maybe because…”

love her

for taking care of me these

“What?”

he was referring to the help she provided, but

did I? Just checked your temperature, sang some lullabies, that sort of thing. You

her,

go numb. She looked down to find his hand enveloping her foot, unconsciously caressing and playing

now, right? Do you still

gaze, “Just now, when borrowing the place, you said you’d