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.

the heiress to the MR Group, I’ve been embroiled in family power struggles since I was little, enduring endless torment from stepmothers and relatives. Surviving till today

scars and shadows, I bet someone who’s been the apple of

understand you, but I can also support

aside his reports and took off

heart pounded unceasingly at his actions, only to meet his slowly lifted gaze, icy and piercing,

Was looking at

pressed their ears tightly against the wood, holding their breath,

seemed like an eternity, they only

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

taking a few seconds to realize he was referring

it dawned on

plant 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

even worthy of standing in front of a flower casually given by Xanthea.