Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

"Woah, Aunt Susan, you're amazing. That means well get to eat both Kurt's and your cooking in the future!"

"What's the matter? Are you losing interest in my food after eating my cooking for so long?" a certain someone grumbled.

The girl quickly consoled, "Of course not. How can I possibly do that? My Kurt's cooking is the tastiest of all. Come on, let's go wash up now.

She was getting more and more shameless in flaunting her relationship.

Even Susan's face was red as she watched them.

Soon, Ian and Sigrun came out as well. Sigrun was equally delighted to see the scrumptious meal.

"Oh my god, Ms. Susan, you're amazing! You've actually made so much delicious food!"

"It's nothing. They're just normal homecooked dishes." Susan quickly shook her head humbly.

However, just as she said that, the girl named Sigrun began studying the breakfast spread.

"I think Ian will like the sandwich and milk. I'll get some condensed milk for you."

With that said, she went to the refrigerator for the condensed milk.

When Susan noticed that, she took out the pot of oatmeal she had prepared earlier from the kitchen and put it in front of Ian.

"He doesn't eat that. He prefers oatmeal. Come, Ian, eat up. These are your favorites. I've even made a plate full of steamed buns for you."

Susan then smiled as she served the dishes.

Sigrun, who was In front of the refrigerator, froze. Then, she turned to look at the two of them.

saw the food. He then asked, "These

you loved the oatmeal I made most when we were at the University of Pollerton. You'd

fell silent, and so

Kurt and Vivian, who had just come out of the room upstairs, lowered their heads and looked

up a spoonful and ate it. However, everyone noticed that he stopped after a few bites. Instead, he took the milk and sandwich that

room turned

Ian for half a year, and he has never asked me to

Susan did not speak.

was happening around him, in a daze. All of a sudden, a thought entered her mind, and the feelings of remorse and

anything he liked nor disliked. He ate anything I made for him as long as I'm the one who made it. He has never been picky, and he always polished everything off his plate. That's why I thought he liked it. The truth is that Ian

a long, long time, she never

what are you doing? Aunt Susan prepared all these for you early in the morning. How can you be

began lecturing her

not agree

how is he supposed to eat it if he doesn't

"But..."

it. I'll eat

who was sitting at the side, interrupted them. After frowning and asking them to keep the oatmeal, he went back

brought the oatmeal

I've taught Ian a lesson, and he says he'll be eating it for

defending her, she felt even worse-she realized

What have I done?

the supermarket, she made a call to Oceanic

to eat. What about Vivian? I was thinking of cooking something for them. They said it's been a long time since they've

Sure, I'll tell you