Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

The villagers were ecstatic. Once the wood was measured and paid for, the farmer dragged Ian to his house for some potato and leek soup. As it was a local and expensive delicacy, it would only be prepared to honor significant guests.

Ian had already firmly made up his mind to decline even before the offer was made.

At the farmer's approach, Ian shuddered in recollection of the incident with the Villagers' Committee and hastened his departure.

"Hey, Small Fry, where are you going? My wife has prepared a feast to thank you for your help"

Ian almost yelled in exasperation as the farmer's soil-crusted hand reached out with surprising vigor to grab his snow- white shirt.

Fortunately, a slender figure in the distance quickened her pace in Ian's direction at the commotion of his struggle.

"He has a delicate stomach, sir," the figure cried from afar. "But I'm sure he appreciates the offer"

As she spoke, she forcefully pried the farmer's fingers away from Ian's shirt.

Oh my, it's as black as soot!

Susan quickly extracted a clean handkerchief and cleaned Ian's shirt as best as she could.

The farmer must have gotten the hint as he no longer insisted on Ian's presence.

"I'm sorry to hear that. Even if you won't have lunch, at least come for my wife's pineapple tarts."

Pineapple tart?

Susan, who was feeling rather hungry, swallowed when she heard that.

is known for its exceptionally sweet pineapples. I heard this harvest has been their

face the young man behind her, her perspiration- laced face was full of

Ian raised his eyebrows.

in morsels,

Turning to nod excitedly at the farmer, she gratefully accepted. "We would love to come,

am the one who should be grateful as Small Fry here has made us a lot of

farmer led the way

primitive village. With houses made of mud bricks and worn tiles, the fragrance of fresh produce wafted from both sides up the quaint

seemed

running away in a panic earlier that day, she did not dare think about how Ian's impression of her would change after witnessing

he think I have an ulterior motive against him and cast

so that the knot in her chest began to loosen. Unnoticed by her, a joyful feeling that put a spring in her step rose within

of freshly baked tarts informed the pair that they had arrived

"It smells amazing!"

the farmer said proudly as he beckoned them in. "She got up especially early today for this. We are the first to

went in with him with Ian following

slightly crampy, the house's interior felt refreshingly cool

a village, he could still adapt

he thought village life suited him, a furry thing shot between his feet when

Thud!

stumbled backward and collided

with the pineapple tart in her

"What happened?"

His expression was contorted in a curious mixture of rage and humiliation as he stared at the cause of his