My Beloved Has Risen from Death's Embrace novel Chapter 330

"No."

"Phew." Xanthea let out a sigh of relief, "Thank goodness."

"He was heartbroken, and I even comforted him."

Xanthea: "What!" He must be kidding; not only did he break his heart, but he also tormented him!

"How did you comfort him?!"

Orion spoke with a casual tone, "I said that he would get used to it."

Xanthea desperately covered her eyes. It was all over; not only would they not be friends, but they wouldn't even be acquaintances anymore. How could she have such a heartless and malicious boyfriend!

"Xan, you feeling better? The party's about to start."

Outside, Susanna's voice made startled Xanthea, and she quickly pulled away from Orion, "Uh. I just woke up. Give me a moment to pull myself together."

"Alright, Mom will wait for you outside."

"No need, you go ahead. I'll be right down!"

"Can we have another kiss?"

Orion held her face gently, his deep, dark eyes slowly clouding over again. As he leaned in to capture her soft lips, she pushed him away mercilessly, "Kiss? Look at this."

She pointed at a fresh and bright hickey on her collarbone and accused him, "What should I do about this? People will definitely see it when I go out!"

"And you tore my dress." As she said this, she glared at him, both embarrassed and puzzled, "Why did you tear my dress if you weren't really jealous?"

"Who told you I wasn't jealous?"

Orion looked up, and Xanthea caught a fleeting glimpse of jealousy, making her pause. "Didn't you hear everything?"

"I don't want you looking so stunning for Matthew."

Xanthea: So it was jealous of Matthew.

He had agreed to let her attend the proposal party, and now he was regretting it out of jealousy. What a contradictory and awkward man, yet so adorable.

"So I have a few more dresses in the closet. I'll take them out for you to choose?"

"Okay."

Xanthea pulled out a soft and sweet yellow ball gown, "How about this one?"

"The neckline is too low."

"How about this one, a rose-dyed blue dress?"

"Too tight-fitting."

"This one! A high-necked, elegant French dress, both dignified and elegant, and not tight-fitting!"

"The sleeves are see-through."

"Are they?"

Xanthea looked confused. It did seem a bit see-through, but only the sleeves. The rest was fully covered.

He was being overly cautious.

She took out several more dresses, but all were rejected by him for various reasons, making her so angry that she threw them all aside.

"Are you doing this on purpose?"

"This one isn't good, that one isn't good. I might as well go naked."

Orion's deep, dark eyes narrowed instantly, staring at her seductive pose on the bed, and he slowly unbuttoned his suit.

"What are you doing?"

Xanthea, seeing him about to shed his gentlemanly facade and reveal his true colors, jumped up from the bed.

The Martinez Group was built by Matthew using her, exploiting her and draining the Nightshade Group. She had planned to break off the engagement and then join forces with Samuel to crush the Martinez Group under both public and economic pressure.

But he had beaten her to it.

He was always there, quietly planning and solving everything for her behind the scenes.

Before he could continue, Xanthea tiptoed and kissed his lips.

Orion's pupils trembled slightly. Just as he was about to hold the back of her head to deepen the kiss, Xanthea pushed him away and ran out the door.

Before leaving, she even licked his Adam's apple, as if trying to steal his soul.

Orion's Adam's apple bobbed, desire surging, and his eyes blazed as he watched her retreating figure.

That little vixen, he should've given her a proper lesson just now!

Xanthea, like a sneaky little fox, happily ran out and bumped into Susanna.

"Mom!"

"Xan, why are you wearing a suit?"

"Uh. it's the latest boyfriend style, you know, wearing a suit over a dress. It's perfect for a proposal scene!"

"Is that so?" Susanna looked her up and down, "The suit does look good, is it Samuel's?"

"Ah, yes."

"I thought it smelled familiar, but it looks much bigger on you."

Xanthea scratched her head guiltily. It wasn't just looking bigger; it was indeed much bigger than Samuel's.

"Alright, the party's started. Let's go together."

"Okay."