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?”

amusement. Xanthea didn’t want to divulge more,

always been the bossy type, looking down on

merely provoking her,

are you two whispering about over there? Are you talking behind

suspicions, you should

I’m heading to bed now. But really, for a lady of the Nightshade Group, who is used to luxury, can you

her eyes and climbed into bed, only to realize immediately

a slab of rough–cut

into laughter upon seeing her reaction, thinking Xanthea

“Sleep tight, Princess!”

lights out, and Olivia and Rachel also drifted to sleep. Meanwhile, Xanthea lay miserably

had

was torture! Her body was probably bruised all over

hours of trying to fall asleep, just as

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