My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 297

Ah Mr. Lockwood, so I am Mr. Lockwood to you..

Fake, all so tenibly fake

Her getting close to him was take, her smiles were take, her concern was fake, anying she would choose him was faked.

She never truly stepped into his world, never truly seen him. It was all his delusional fantasy, and the fragile illusion of his own making shattered with a single blow.

Hahahal

But Xan, why must you treat me this way? Why?

If you never cared, why did you provoke me?

Matthew was terrified by his crazed laughter, feeling as if the man before him was more a demon than a human, sending chills down his spine. “Madman”

Hearing his laughter, Xanthea had an instant urge to throw caution to the wind and rush toward him.

“Boss!”

rushed in with a look of panic, only to see Xanthea running

her trembling figure in the cold wind, light and fragile like a leaf,

“Xan, what’s wrong?”

her crying,

crying? Did Orion bully

away, shaking her head, “No, it’s nothing. I just

lightning, and a torrential downpour followed. The storm brought howling winds and roaring thunder, making the dark sky feel like it was about to

but inside the car, it was so quiet

from filming for two days. How about resting at

been watching your show on TV these past two days, It’s so inspiring and entertaining, especially your performance: you

you were busy, we didn’t get to

“Xan.”

leaned against the window, staring out at the curtain–like rain, silent as

don’t say anything. I’ll take that as

love the countryside and open–air weddings, so

to go to Sunset Hills

talking, and finally, she