My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 227

“Orion, why didn’t you give me a call before dropping by?”

“Why?” Orion glared at her with a shadow of displeasure in his eyes. “Did I interrupt something important by coming unannounced?”

“No.”

Having encountered him unexpectedly last night at the elevator while saying goodbye to Benjamin, Xanthea immediately sensed the odd tone in his voice. Remembering how she and Benjamin were holding a coffee mug just as Orion walked in, she hastily waved her hands to explain.

“Benjamin and I were just discussing the script. Don’t get us wrong. It’s just your words could easily be misunderstood, don’t you know that?”

“Isn’t what I said true?”

Orion stepped closer, his tall frame imposing, which forced Xanthea to instinctively step back.

“It is true, but to those unaware.”

“Or is it that Xan wants to hide something?”

His eyes narrowed slightly, catching the guilty spark in Xanthea’s eyes. She immediately widened her eyes, trying to defend herself, “Who? Me? How can I want to hide anything?”

filling her mind with a buzzing noise that made it impossible

what are you afraid

her against the table and suddenly leaned in close, startling Xanthea so much

to the floor, shattering

the broken mug. Her mind was still in a haze, as she saw Orion bending

“Hey!”

worry, and she quickly bent down, grabbing his hand, “What are you doing? There’s broken glass everywhere. What if you hurt

spoke, the man

up at her, his dark

mug,

is

we’ll just buy a new one. But if you’re

before almost saying “I’d be worried,” and stumbled over her words, “I’d feel guilty.”

“Alright.”

back. His eyes were full of

How he had tied her to the bed post,

heart pounded and her

was going