My Beloved Has Risen from Death's Embrace novel Chapter 243

Matthew?

Why on earth is he calling?

Xanthea frowned slightly, swiping to decline the call, but it rang again, persistent as if refusing to give up without a response.

"Hello?"

"Xan."

Matthew's voice was erratic and floaty, as if he were drunk, with loud club music in the background.

"Are you at a bar?"

"Do you even remember what today is? It's our 15th anniversary of meeting each other. You used to plan little surprises for me way in advance, even for the smallest occasions. This year, you haven't even made a call. Xan, are you too busy, or did I disappoint you somehow?"

"Bartender, an another drink!"

He was clearly drunk, slurring his words and stumbling around. Xanthea couldn't be bothered to listen to the complaints of a drunkard, so she directly ended the call.

"Xan, Xan don’t hang up, please."

"I miss you, I miss you so much. It's only been a few days but I can't focus on anything. I must be in love with you, truly in love."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry for always trying to use you, and for my relationship with Miranda. It's all my fault, can we start over again please?"

"Please."

Matthew was in a drunken haze, tears of remorse streaming down his face. He glanced up and saw a floral sundress, the one he had given Xanthea as a gift on last Valentine’s Day. Looking further up, he noticed the butterfly hair clip on the right side of her hair—it was customized for her from Willowdale.