Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Yasmin glanced at him.

The young man looked nothing out of the ordinary, and she would have never given him the time of day if they were in school. But now...

“Thank you.”

She took the plate with her slender hands and placed a chicken wing to her lips.

Oh, God. The ice queen accepted my gesture.

The young man was on cloud nine.

All the other boys grew excited upon seeing that. It was only normal for them to react that way toward a girl as beautiful as Yasmin.

With that, Yasmin soon became the subject of all the boys' adoration.

The other girls were on the verge of exploding.

“Look at that. I told you she's such a b*tch! She won all the guys over the moment she showed up.”

“Right!”

They were livid.

Susan frowned. “Come on, now. You left her on her own back there. What could she have done if the boys hadn't approached her? Did you put yourselves in her shoes?”

She understood how Yasmin must have felt.

Unfortunately, Yasmin didn't seem to appreciate Susan's kind thoughts. After sitting down for a while, she suddenly caught sight of Timothy and made her way toward him.

“Do you need help?”

“Hmm?”

man immediately looked up while grilling some

She's...

speak. It was as

blush crept across

need help?”

that. Yeah,

of his daze and

different faculty, he had heard of a famous ice queen from the Faculty of Finance, although he had never taken a proper look at said figure despite having met

looked way too

beautiful dress and had dolled herself up, looking like a goddess. It was only normal that

of the night helping him, and

the two chatting away,

without a second

Put those things down and stay away

Timothy froze in shock.

other guests looked

What's going on?

she always been level-headed? Why does she look like a completely different person now? Why is she making such unreasonable demands

you, Susan?” Feeling his blood boil, Timothy glared at his sister and refused to

only aggravated

toward him, slapped away whatever he was

home with

“Susan!”

his own arm out of Susan's grasp, resulting in

“Ahhh!”

came from Susan's waist as she clutched onto the table,