My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 371

Xanthea, now in the clutches of the “wolf,” ate the seafood soup he had cooled and fed to her, feeling that he was becoming increasingly clingy

“Orion, I’ve got a question for you”

“What is it?”

“When did you start liking me?”

Onion paused for a moment, gently s

stirring the chowder with the spoon. “What do you think, Xannie?”

If she was without the knowledge of their past lives, she would’ve guessed it was during the rehearsals, perhaps falling for her through acting as Maximus

But in their past life, where he went to the extremes of grave digging, killed Matthew and Miranda, and even committed suicide, she had always assumed there was another reason, as they were not that familiar with each other

Yet now, pondering over it, she couldn’t help but wonder if he liked her all along.

of Illusions for her, silently investigated the real culprit behind the explosion incident, jumped into a lake to save her, and even planted a mountain of irises

sunlight, they shy away from the heat, requiring soil moisture levels to be maintained at 70% to survive. Planting them on an arid, hot mountain would demand an immense amount of manpower, resources, and effort, not to mention the care for such rare and delicate varieties. If someone could accomplish that what couldn’t they

coming–of–age party?”

with her heroism, that

leaving Xanthea surprised. “Then it couldn’t have been three years ago, right? When I was surrounded by those thugs?”

That seemed unlikely.

the prime time for a teenage crush, especially considering

“No, it wasn’t

more surprised.

I said it was when

Not a chance!

you seriously, and you’re joking with me?

Oh well

chuckled silently to himself. He was, by all accounts, a bit of a weirdo.

have thought about “disappearing”

glanced at the caller ID and set down

“Sure.”

soon lost interest. Scooping up a spoonful of

Director Smith to attend the wrap–up celebration but hadn’t shown up. Just as she was about to answer the call, Onion

made was louder than

she finally spotted her poor, flipped–over phone stuck at the