My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Indeed, he was such a businessman, not only highly valuing promises but also not willing to suffer the slightest loss. It seemed that she must think twice before dealing with him again, lest she inadvertently fell into one of his traps.

Xanthea pouted, clearly annoyed as she pointed at the hand holding her foot with for a while, “My ankle doesn’t hurt anymore, you can let go now.”

Orion looked down at her foot, with toenails faintly tinted pink.

How can someone’s feet be so attractive that even they could captivate him.

His gaze darkened slightly as he picked up her socks and shoes, meticulously helping her put them on. Then, bending down, he intended to lift her from the bench, which started Xanthea, “What are you doing?” “Your ankle just recovered; you shouldn’t walk on if you want to continue filming later.”

“But, but you can’t just carry me.” She gently pushed against his chest, “If the crew sees us, they’ll misunderstand.”

“Misunderstand?” Orion raised an eyebrow. “Misunderstand what?”

“You know what I mean!”

A man and a woman wrapped in each other’s arms.

What else could they misunderstand?

“That they might think we’re in an inappropriate relationship.”

An Inappropriate relationship?

So, she would think that way too?

Orion smirked, pleased that she harbored such thoughts, even if just for a moment.

“Do you think we seem to have an inappropriate relationship, Xan?”

His chuckle seemed to Xanthea almost like a scoff, scoffing at something that could never be possible.

What did he mean? Both unmarried and of similar age, how could they not seem like that? Did he think she was not worthy of him?

Well, she might indeed not be a match for him, considering how he had too many advantages on his side!

Thinking this, she felt slightly inferior and inexplicably grew angry, “No, not one bit!”

“What’s wrong?” Orion looked at her furrowed brows in displeasure. “Why are you suddenly angry?”

“Huh?”

Was she angry? What did she have to be angry about? She wasn’t angry at all!!

“I’m not.”

“If if really bothers you that much, you can ride a horse back.”

Xanthea lopked at the two horses grazing not far away, and in panic, she grabbed his hand, “No, no, I’m

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scared.”

Orion’s body stiffened slightly as he watched her clutching tightly at his fingers, slowly lifting his gaze.

Sitting on the bench, her lips slightly biting her rose–tinted lips, pulling at his fingers gently shaking them, her amber eyes glistening with an innocent charm that could melt hearts.

“When I was younger, I fell off a horse during a riding lesson and had bruises that took months to recover. I thought I was over it after all these years, but today the horse got spooked again. Maybe our stars just don’t align, I’m never riding again!”

“Alright, whatever you wish, Xan.”

“Really?”

Xanthea saw the unlimited indulgence in his eyes, and had a spark of thought, “Then could you carry me. back?” Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

She expected him to refuse, but he turned around without hesitation.

He agreed just like that?

Xanthea blinked in surprise, then immediately wrapped her arms around his neck.

Gently holding her slender, straight legs, he lifted her from the bench.

“Yay! Orion, you’re the best!”

Dangling her feet, relishing the long–missed sensation of being carried, Xanthea’s eyes squinted happily, “I remember the last time. It was when I was sick, and my dad carried me to the hospital. It’s been so many years.”