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?”

bickering with the amusement. Xanthea didn’t want to divulge more, merely responding with a

mind her, she’s always been the bossy type, looking down on everyone.”

was merely provoking her, and chose not to

whispering about over there? Are

these baseless suspicions, you should

of the Nightshade Group, who is used to luxury, can you handle this rickety old bed?

eyes and climbed into bed, only to realize immediately that the

a bed? It felt more like a slab of rough–cut lumber. Even through several layers of sheets,

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

“Sleep tight, Princess!”

night. At 10 PM, lights out, and Olivia and Rachel also drifted to sleep. Meanwhile, Xanthea lay miserably on the

had

probably bruised

just as

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