My Beloved Has Risen from Death's Embrace novel Chapter 307

Orion noticed her downcast mood, "What's wrong?"

"Orion, I've tried so hard and waited so long, but it was all for nothing."

"Isabella didn't have the photos at all. She lied to me."

"Photos of Matthew and Miranda?"

"Yes."

After she spoke, there was a prolonged silence.

Xanthea turned around, puzzled, only to see the unreadable expression beneath his long, dark lashes, "You went out in the rain because of this? Are these photos really that important to you?"

She did care about those photos, but she felt he was misunderstanding her!

"No, no! I went out in the rain because I was heartbroken, and I was worried you'd be even more heartbroken. I wanted those photos to expose their relationship, not because I cared about Matthew's betrayal. You are the only one I care about!"

Her last words seemed to please him. Orion stopped drying her hair and looked at Xanthea intensely, "Really?"

"Really, I swear!"

"Good." He slightly smirked, picking up a remote control, "Watch this video."

A video?

Xanthea looked towards the large screen across the room, completely unprepared for what she saw next—a scandalous clip of Matthew and Miranda entangled in bed. She jumped up from the sofa in shock.

"What is this?"

After the initial shock came an unbelievable joy.

"Where did you get this video?"

"After the explosion during the Realm of Illusions audition, I had someone investigate the truth behind the incident. I suspected your sister was involved, so I had a PI keep an eye on her. This video was taken the day before you joined that variety show."

"The explosion during the audition."

His dark eyes blazed with a wild fire, which was boiling over, but as he pulled her close against him, he still managed to restrain himself.

"You've got a cold."

Xanthea's lashes fluttered, her misty eyes shimmering with a seductive glow, "I may have a cold, but there are things we can do that aren't too... Ah."

She was cut off as he pressed her firmly onto the sofa.

His reason had been teetering on the edge of collapse, and now it was gone.

His hands roamed over her smooth, fair skin, trailing up her breathtaking legs. Then he stopped suddenly and said with a husky, barely recognizable voice, "You're not wearing anything?"

Xanthea's cheeks burned with embarrassment, "Yeah, it got wet in the rain."

Orion's eyes, dark as pitch, flashed dangerously, nearly ready to devour her whole.

The little vixen, she was just asking for it.