My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 474

In the quiet suburb of Crestwood, nestled among the dense pines and cypresses of a serene cemetery, stood a meticulously maintained, solemn tombstone bearing the names – Husband: Harrison Lockwood, Wife: Juliette Lockwood, “Forever faithful, together

for eternity.”

Orion gently placed a bouquet of pink forget-me–nots in front of the grave.

Their slender stems and oval petals swayed in the wind, adorned with the dew of the early moming

He gazed at the photo on the tombstone, showing his parents together, smiling in bliss, as his lashes cast a shadow over his sorrowful

eyes.

Forget–me–nots were his mother’s favorite flower and the only thing his father held when he passed away.

As a child, he couldn’t understand why his father seemed to become a different person after his mother’s death, smoking, heavy drinking, wandering aimlessly, never sober, never once looking at him again.

father didn’t love him,

had left with his mother, living each day like a soulless shell, enduring unbearable pain, trying to survive was his way

his eyes, as if he was reminiscent of a distant and painful memory, couldn’t help but

and Mrs. Lockwood, I’m Xanthea, Orion’s love. We’re getting

be alone. I’ll be by his side forever, loving him, taking care of him, filling the

her energy

her radiant like a sun, her fist tightened as if

back of her hand gently, his tall frame trembling

Dad,” he murmured, “don’t worry, an angel has come to love me in your stead now.”

9th. Lakeside

windows, illuminating the

curly hair was elegantly pinned up, with a few playful strands framing her

adomed with tiny diamonds lightly covered her slender, graceful neck, complementing the jade bracelet on her wrist.

and exquisite patterns of the dress outlined her beautiful back and slender waist, while the hern was embroidered with dazzling beads.

skirt spread out on the floor like a cascade of moonlight, dreamy and splendid, incredibly beautiful.