Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

“Who is this?”

“That’s my mother. She’s home right now. Would you like to meet her?” Jason asked her amiably.

Huh? Isn’t the king’s wife an Epean woman? I remember seeing her on television, so why is he calling this Astorian woman his mother? Vivian thought, bewildered.

Her train of thoughts was interrupted by the click-clack of high heels behind them. The second she heard those sounds, she looked over her shoulder and saw a gorgeous Astorian woman walking toward them gracefully.

“Mother!” Jason ran up to greet her as soon as he saw her.

In the meantime, Vivian stared blankly at her while frozen in place. She felt a chill run down her spine when she saw the woman had dark green pupils, which was an extremely rare trait.

The image of a terrifying creature instantly surfaced in her mind.

Those eyes… They look like that of a snake!

“Did you bring a friend home, Jason?” the woman asked.

Her voice sounded so mellow and charming that it gave Vivian goosebumps all over.

Jason held the woman’s hand to his mouth and gave it a kiss as he replied with a nod, “Yes. She’s the daughter of the Jadesons. Father told me to bring her over for a tour.”

the Jadesons?” The Astorian woman shifted her gaze toward Vivian and scrutinized her from head to toe as she continued, “Are you

reason, her gaze reminded Vivian of a slithering snake, making the latter’s hair stand

“Yes.”

“I see.”

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hands to hold Vivian’s, she sat her down on the couch next to

is a rare occasion indeed! Don’t worry. We have a long-standing acquaintance with your father, so feel free to make yourself at

already feeling uncomfortable from your snake-like cold hands!

that in mind, Vivian forced a smile on her face as she replied, “I am terribly sorry to intrude on you

get to know Jason? Did

dresses for Lady Adalyn. She invited me over to the party and introduced me to His Majesty as well as Prince Jason,” Vivian replied honestly, all while careful to make no mention of her true reason

know what was going on, she could not shake the feeling that something was off. A voice inside her head kept urging her to get

now, ma’am. I don’t want

a student at Royal Academy, right? You can just give Lady Adalyn a call and tell her not to wait

to let her leave, but her gaze also fell upon the photo album that

bring this downstairs,

recounted everything that had happened. “She said I looked like a friend

another word. Instead, she let her gaze