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.

love him, until

like a soulless shell, enduring unbearable pain, trying to survive was his way of showing

distant and painful memory, couldn’t help but hold his hand tightly, intertwining their fingers.

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

though you left 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 care of him, filling the void of love he’s missed over the

her energy seeping into him,

her fist tightened as if she was making a vow, his lips curving into

the back of

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

9th. Lakeside Manor

soft morning light filtered through the ornate windows, illuminating the

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

tiny diamonds lightly covered her slender, graceful neck, complementing

beautiful back and slender

spread out on the floor like a cascade of moonlight,