My Beloved Has Risen from Death's Embrace novel Chapter 13

"Uh." Stumbling over her words, Xanthea hurriedly pulled a small white bottle from her pocket, "This is a special formula I got—a scar removal cream. Just apply it to the scar morning and night, and your skin will be good as new!"

Orion eyed the small bottle she was eagerly offering, and a flicker of doubt crossed his brow.

"The scar on your neck was my fault, and I've never apologized for all these years. Today, that stone is my way of making it up to you, and you don’t need to take off... uh."

She cut herself off, noticing the curious glances of the guests around them.

Orion’s gaze, however, was fixed on the bottle; he was unable to look away.

She remembered?

She had always remembered?

Glancing at the time, Xanthea unscrewed the cap, "Let me apply some now, see if it's as miraculous as the herbalist claimed."

The girl tiptoed; her enchanting face suddenly turned magnified in his eyes, causing him to involuntarily step back.

"No need, I'll do it myself."

He instinctively reached for the bottle but ended up holding her hand instead.

Xanthea looked down at their intertwined hands, feeling puzzled.

Orion, as if jolted by electricity, released her, but Xanthea promptly pushed him back into his seat, "Oh, come on, don’t reject my kindness, or I’ll feel guilty!"

"Xan!"