Chapter 296


    Was she thin nervous and flustered all because of Matthew?


    Was abe scared? Scared that Matthew would be heartbroken seeing this? Or was she regretting


    getting close to him?


    Was she going to choose Matthew over him again?


    No, she couldn’t she absolutely mustn’t!


    Xan was his, solely his. No one else shoulde near, and no one should dare try to take her away!


    Not only did he ignore her plea, but he tightened his grip around her even more, almost as if trying to


    merge her into his very being. The dark shadows of his eyes reflected a morbid, fierce possessiveness.


    “Xan, you’re mine, all mine.”


    “Orion, let go, please just let go


    Xanthea frantically pped at his arms, pushing him away


    She had meticulously nned this for so long, put in so much effort. She was so close to sess, just


    a little bit more. She couldn’t let everything go to wastel


    Through the dense smoke, Matthew seemed to hear themotion and followed the sounds, only to


    find Orion tightly embracing a struggling Xanthea.


    “Onon


    In a burst of fury, he swung his fist at him, striking Orion so hard that his head was forced to the side.


    “Ah!”


    Xanthea screamed, looking at Matthew in disbelief. As he raised his fist again, she grabbed his arm,


    her eyes zing with astonishing anger. “Matthew, what are you doing? Are you crazy?”


    Matthew had never seen her this angry before and was momentarily stunned by her shout. Just as he


    was about to exin, he saw her anxiously turn to Orion.


    “Orion, are you okay? Does it hurt?”


    Xanthea saw the bruising on his left cheek, his lips cracked, oozing traces of bright red blood, and her


    eyes welled up with tears.


    Orion took her hand gently touching his face, while blood continued to seep from the corner of his


    mouth like a disturbingly blooming flower, his intense gaze growing red with emotion. “Xan, tell him, you


    don’t love him. You love me. You want to be with me”


    Orion, Orion…


    Xanthea looked at him, tears swirling in her eyes.


    Stop, just go back, please, can you just go back?


    Each second of her hesitation was like a sharp de torturing him, slowly shredding his hopes and


    brightness into a cold, bleak nothingness.


    “Orion, in your dreams!”


    “Xan is my fiancée, my love, she has only ever loved me, stop deluding yourself!”


    Matthew stepped forward, pulling Xanthea away, but Orion didn’t let go.


    He clung to her so tightly that his knuckles were about to crack. In his dark eyes, a mix of


    unprecedented emotions appeared–feat, pleading, desperation, and utter humility, like a fierce beast


    exposing its most vulnerable side to the hunter’s gun, yet the hunter pulled the trigger anyway.


    With tears blurring her vision, Xanthea slowly withdrew her hand. “Mr. Lockwood, I’m sorry, but I think


    you’ve misunderstood something”


    Hearing her words, Matthew finally breathed a sigh of relief. “Xan, let’s go.”


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    He pulled her away, but suddenly a hoarse, eerieughter echoed from behind.


    “Hahaha.”


    In the murky smoke, Matthew turned back to see Orion’s battered face twisted into a terrifying, ominous


    grin. He seemed almost fused with the raging mes behind him, his hollow eyes fixed on Xanthea’s


    retreating figure, as if determined to destroy everything.


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