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, until he

had left with his mother, living each day like a soulless shell, enduring unbearable pain, trying to survive was his way of showing love, but eventually, he couldn’t bear it

his eyes, as if he was reminiscent of a distant and painful memory, couldn’t help but hold his hand tightly, intertwining their fingers.

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

Onion early, he grew up healthy and safe. Only from now on, he won’t be alone. I’ll be by his side forever, loving him, taking

warm and strong, her energy seeping into

like a sun, her fist tightened as if she

the back of her hand gently, his tall frame trembling slightly

he murmured, “don’t worry, an angel has come to love

Lakeside Manor

filtered through the ornate windows, illuminating the

was elegantly pinned up, with a few playful strands framing her radiant, enchanting face.

diamonds lightly covered her slender, graceful neck, complementing

patterns of the dress outlined her beautiful back and slender waist, while the hern was embroidered

a cascade of moonlight,