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 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,

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

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

him, taking care of him, filling the void of

hand was warm and strong, her energy seeping

like a sun, her fist tightened as if she was making a vow, his lips curving into a smile.

kissed the back of her

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

Lakeside

illuminating the girl in a breathtaking strapless wedding

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

lace veil adomed with tiny diamonds lightly covered her slender, graceful neck,

patterns of the dress outlined her beautiful back and slender

on the floor like a cascade of moonlight, dreamy