My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 489

“Tsk.” Xanthea’s brows arched in amusement, murmuring, “Knowing I’m a catch, and yet here she is, daring to steal my husband?”

Leonard glanced at her self–satisfied smirk, quite perplexed.

Another woman was pouring her heart out to her man, and here she was, looking all proud. What was up with that?

She must have only caught the “intelligent and stunningly beautiful” part, huh?

“I know I shouldn’t disturb you, but I just can’t control my feelings. I’d be willing to be with you, even without any official title.”

Roxanne blurted it all out in one go, noticing he was still fully engrossed in the reports before him, seemingly oblivious to her confession, she couldn’t help feeling a bit embarrassed.

In terms of age, family background, or looks, she really didn’t hold a candle to Xanthea, but.

“Actually, we share the same kind of childhood trauma.

been embroiled in family power struggles since I was little, enduring endless torment from stepmothers and relatives. Surviving till today was all due to my inner strength and a burning desire for revenge.

been the apple of

I understand you, but I can also support you in

set aside his reports and

to meet his slowly lifted gaze, icy and piercing,

Was looking at

tightly against the wood, holding their breath, waiting for his

only heard him

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about the same thing? Leonard was just as baffled. What sunlight? What was he talking about?

also taken aback, taking a few seconds to realize he was referring to a potted plant on the

she retreated, it dawned on her.

on the desk was an iris. The flower Xanthea proposed with during the Celestial Cinema Awards ceremony, the one widely reported by major online media and newspapers at their

of standing in front