My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

“If you get hurt again.”

Orion paused, his gaze lingering on her.

He could just lock her up, so she wouldn’t go anywhere.

If she couldn’t take care of herself, he’d do it.

“What will you do then? You’re not going to take care of me?”

orion didn’t respond, continuing to gently knead her ankle.

Xanthea observed the Orlov Trotter not far from them, now peacefully grazing alongside a majestic Alha Stallion.

Had he been riding that prized steed to chase after her just now?

“Orion, how come you were here today?”

Orion stopped his ministrations, pausing for a couple of seconds, “I had a business deal to discuss at Horizon Ventures Ltd.”

Hearing Horizon Ventures Ltd., Xanthea immediately remembered the Simon West vintage golf club she saw last night.

“Speaking of which, why did you give Samuel such an expensive pole for his birthday? He was thrilled, so much so that he skipped going to the office today, all eager to try the new pole.”

“As long as he likes it, that’s good.”

“So why did you give it to him? I heard it was made by a renowned general and fetched a high price at an auction, it must be a collectible of your family.”

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Love her, love her dog.

“Thanks for taking care of me these past few days.”

“What?”

Xanthea thought he was referring to the help she provided, but it was for the care in recent days?

“Then you’re too polite. I hardly did much, did I? Just checked your temperature, sang some lullabies, that sort of thing. You did the cooking yourself.”

Orion smiled as he looked at her, “But I enjoyed it. Could you continue?”

As he said “enjoy,” Xanthea felt her foot go numb. She looked down to find his hand enveloping her foot, unconsciously caressing and playing with it in his large hand.

“You’re better now, right? Do you still need care?”

His eyes narrowed slightly, a playful threat in his gaze, “Just now, when borrowing the place, you said you’d stay with me for ten nights, a hundred nights. Are you backing out now?”

“I was exaggerating! Who would take it seriously?”

“I’ll have the crew leave right now.”

He pretended to stand up, but was immediately pulled back by Xanthea, “Hey, no, I’m not backing out,

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okay?”

“Really?”

“Really. It’s just that the filming schedule has been very tight. I might not often return to the Sunset Hills Estates. But when I do, I promise to be with you!”

“Deal,” Orion readily agreed.