My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 492

Just a few days before heading to Brightwood, a little incident unfolded.

Xanthea was representing Fred and his team at a business event whèn, halfway through, her stomach started acting up, making her feel

nauseous.

Eloise, seeing her distress, gasped, “Xan, you’re not pregnant, are you?”

“What?”

“OMG, am I going to be a godmother at such a young age?”

“How could I?”

Before she could finish her sentence, Eloise had dragged her off to the hospital.

“Eloise, let go of me, it’s impossible.”

Orion had always been meticulous with protection, almost obsessively so, as if he were terrified of her getting pregnant.

“But it’s better to check, just in case, right?”

Adopting a better–safe–than–sorry approach, the doctor confirmed it was just food poisoning.

Xanthea: “Told you it wasn’t possible. Must’ve been the not–so–fresh fruit.”

“B–but,” Eloise stuttered guiltily, “I thought you were pregnant and kind of spread the word.”

“What? You blabbermouth, do you have any idea the trouble you’ve caused.”

She was cut off by Orion, who arrived in a panic, gripping her arm with concern, scanning her up and down with a worried frown.

not pregnant, just had something bad to eat. I’m not

her, he visibly relaxed, pulling her into a

even more careful from now on, I

Why does that sound so dodgy?

not wanting kids and playing around with her forever were just

actually liked the idea of having kids!

was comforting a tearful Xanthea, her cheeks flushed as if she’d been pulled from water.

“Honey~”

a weak, seductive breath, Xanthea looped her arms around his neck, her eyes soft and

not enough time to enjoy with

don’t want anyone else taking a bit of your energy or love; it has to

“I want to bear a child that’s uniquely ours, a blend of us both, a testament to our love. When

series of phrases along with her alluring posture struck

eyes sparked with a wild fervor as he pinned her down again, his voice

“You little siren!”

be

talk about it in ten

years?! That’s too long,

Brightwood, at the observatory.

as if she could reach out and touch them, immersed in

“It’s so beautiful~”

which constellation that

pointed near the zodiac, and Orion knew them all by

Great Square of

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to

“Andromeda.”

looks like a cross?”