My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 486 

“I hope you make peace with yourself and move forward to better days.” 

Leaning against the hood of a Lamborghini by the side of the asphalt road, Samuel caught sight of Isabella crying as she clung to her little sister’s hand, taking her sweet time before letting her go. 

“What’s the matter? After what happened at the hotel, did she have a change of heart and cry for your forgiveness?” 

“wasn’t that dramatic.” 

Xanthea felt a pang of regret for Isabella. To harbor a crush on someone for so many years without even confessing before giving it all up. She had wanted to subtly inquire if he had any feelings for her, but all she saw was a cold sneer and scorn across his face. 

“Samuel, you don’t really like her?” 

“Of course not. She spent her school days mimicking you, driving you nuts. And just a while back, she deliberately tried to comer you on that show. I’ve seen it all. If she weren’t a woman, I would’ve given her a piece of my mind a long time ago.” 

Saying this, he reached out, pinching her tender check 

“But you instead, you hold no grudges, even going out of your way to help her. You’re truly an angel. Lucky for you, there’s a savvy me always here to protect you. So, tell me, you love me right?” 

“Not in the way you think,” mumbled Xanthea, pulling his hand away. “But what if she hadn’t mimicked me or targeted me? Would you have liked her then?” 

“If none of that had happened, she wouldn’t even be on my radar 

It was probably for the best that Isabella never confessed. Hearing “I would’ve given her a piece of my mind” or “she wouldn’t even be on my radar” might have broken her heart. 

“Alright, enough about her.” 

Samuel fiddled with his car keys, “Ive recently stumbled upon an amazing restaurant. How about we go check it out?” 

རྣ བཅ ན ལ རྒྱུ ཎར ཝཱ 

“I can’t, I have a meeting.” 

“What meeting? I’ve already canceled it for you.” 

“Hey!” Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

After the meal, Xanthea received a message from “Unsatisfied” SlyFox. 

[Xannie, did you meet with Isabella?] 

[Orion, are you spying on me?] 

[Ran into her agent by chance.] 

Ha, what a fast talker. If she hadn’t already figured out he had people watching her every move, she might have believed him! 

[Yeah, she thanked me for helping her out last time. Oh, and she spoke highly of you too.] 

After sending the message, Orion, who usually replied instantly, took a while before responding this time. 

Busy with a meeting? Xanthea puzzled, about to put away her phone when his reply came through. 

(I’m not close with her] 

It took Xanthea a few seconds to catch his drift, bursting into laughter afterward. This survival instinct in a married man. 

Really? But you just happened‘ to run into her agent and asked about her schedule.] 

(I was keeping tabs on you] 

In the northern areas of Crestwood, at a scientific research Institute, in Lab 01, Xanthea was collaborating with her team members on an experiment. 

Outside the window, a tall silhouette quietly approached, casting a long shadow 

At the lab bench, the girl’s hair was tied up high, safety goggles resting on her nose bridge. The transparent glasses slightly reflected the light outside, casting a glow on her thick, curled lashes, making her eyes even more captivating and alluring