Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

'I'll help you. He doesn't know anything about this."

"Oh, is that so? I see. No wonder he ignored me when I kept calling him. Okay, then. You can come and help me out," the elderly woman replied with a grin that revealed she did not have many teeth left.

Susan bent down immediately and was about to take off her shoes to go onto the field when Ian took notice and finally turned toward her.

"What are you doing?"

Susan gestured toward the field and explained simply, "I’m helping her with the pollination. You don't know what that is, do you? They're pollinating the crops. This tall one is the stamen, and the shorter one is the pistil. The crops are in the flowering stage now, and they have to pollinate them by hand"

Ian fell silent.

Indeed, he had not seen that before.

I've been to the countryside with Mom, Matt, and Vivi. In fact, I've been there several times. However, the climate and environment there were unlike where we are now. I really haven't heard of this.

He gazed at Susan as she took off her shoes and socks, revealing her fair feet. Suddenly, the sight triggered something within him, and he recalled a scene of being in the fields with his parents when he was little...

"Ian! What are you doing? You can't come down here!"

Ian looked at her impassively as he kicked off his shoes and socks in seconds. "Why not? I used to go out to the fields with my parents when I was little. Who knows where you were or what you were doing then?"

He gave a contemptuous snort before stepping forward among the flowering crops.

Susan was dumbstruck.

about where

before and had become accustomed to it. However, it was a different story for Ian. Soon, he felt his arms start to

to handling

watched as Ian's fair and handsome face quickly turned red as he

it, Ian. You can't stay in this field any longer. Let's hurry up and go back.

to him and

before they were back in front of

this time, Ian found the familiar coolness of the water that

Susan, "Doesn't

the middle of wringing a towel to wipe his arm. When she heard his question, she

In the beginning?

and it was then that he noticed her skin was indeed

smooth, but now, he could see at a glance that her cheeks were red as

Is that really sunburn?

he was doing, he had already stretched out his hand and pinched her

him wordlessly, and everything seemed to come to a

if rooted to the spot, and the only sound was

as they stared at

"Ms. Jadeson! Ms. Jadeson!"

rushing down from

sound jolted Susan

"Huh... What is it?"

looked away hastily as if electrocuted, her