My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 247

Xanthea quickly showered and, clutching her clothes, ste

pped out as if guarding against a thief, keeping a wary eye on Isabella, Isabella, grinding her teeth in imitation, “Xanthea, I’m warning you–stop looking at me like that. I’m not a lesbian, nor am I a pervert!”

“You better not be.”

*Please, get over yourself. You think you’re a goddess to everyone? As if every man and woman is falling at your feet!”

Xanthea observed Isabella’s flustered attempts to clear her name; her behavior didn’t seem typical of her accusations, but the way Isabella had eyed her at the bathroom door was unmistakably lecherous. The last person who looked at her like that was Orion, and he definitely had less than proper intentions!

“Peeking at me while I shower, and you’re unapologetic?”

“H just happened to be passing by.”

“She got some beef with you or what?”

the bickering with the amusement. Xanthea didn’t want to

the bossy type, looking down

merely provoking her, and chose

chipped in, “What are you two whispering about over

these baseless suspicions, you should just go to

a lady of the Nightshade Group, who is used to luxury, can you handle this rickety old bed? Don’t spend all night

rolled her eyes and climbed into bed, only to realize immediately that the conditions were indeed tough

a slab of rough–cut lumber. Even through several layers of sheets, the

upon seeing her reaction, thinking Xanthea was all talk but crumbled at

“Sleep tight, Princess!”

a smirk, Isabella tumed in for the night. At 10 PM, lights out, and Olivia and Rachel also drifted to sleep. Meanwhile, Xanthea lay miserably on the uncomfortable bed. The odd, sharp smell of the blankets filled her nostrils as she

had actually

Her body was probably bruised all

trying to fall asleep, just as Xanthea

midnight, Realm of Illusions aired on major streaming platforms, occupying headlines and pop–up