Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Just as Susan was browsing through the menu, Sigrun, sitting opposite her, started again, "Oh yeah, Ms. Susan, how did you end up with Ian here? Ian, isn't the securities firm closed on Saturdays? What brings you here?"

Susan looked up and threw her a glance. "I’m not sure. Ian brought me here."

"Huh?" Sigrun was surprised when the quick-witted Susan threw the question back to the young man. A grimace distorted her dainty face. Pfft! How is it possible that she doesn't know anything?

Since Ian came here to study, Solomon had been continuing to train him by assigning him tasks in Hayes Corporation.

He would usually carry out the tasks when he did not need to attend classes. Some of the firms would even operate on weekends to match his timing.

Even so, he didn't say he would bring someone along. I wanted to follow him and help him, but he never gave me the chance. God, this feels awful.

"Have you made up your mind?" Ian piped up as he cast a look at Susan, who was still browsing through the menu with his obsidian eyes, paying no heed to Sigrun's questions.

Susan did not reply. In actuality, she had not decided.

Since she was young, she had been used to simple home-cooked food and had never dined extravagantly in such a luxurious restaurant before. Thus, she was unfamiliar with most of the fine dining dishes on the menu.

"Hmm... I'll go for a steak and a glass of juice." In the end, she chose something common.

her orders and headed straight to the

and asked, "Ian, do you still need to continue with your tasks

cocked an eyebrow and

No?

moment ago vanished in an instant. She was delighted when she suddenly remembered that one

at her house this afternoon. I bet we'll have a lot of fun apart from savoring the delicious food there. Ian, let's go together, please?" She kept

accompany her to attend similar gatherings whenever he had the time. However, at that moment, he

Sigrun could only turn to look at Susan again. "Ms. Susan,

Your

still need to attend classes this afternoon. You guys

"But-"

you possibly have? You're only an exchange student. Why would the lecturers give you private lessons?" Ian

So what if I'm an exchange student? Does an exchange student not deserve any special arrangement from

his mockery, but she

sense of guilt for telling lies after catching a glimpse of her phone earlier. The company she contacted in the morning

her lips and said, "Anyway, I have plans. Just go ahead without

Ian finally held his

the restaurant with her bag. Hmph! Since they're attending a gathering, what's the point