Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

"Announce what?”

About a minute passed before Ian's rather bewildered voice rang out from the room.

Upon hearing that, Sasha was promptly taken aback.

Huh? Why is he wearing such a perplexed expression?

"Well, your marriage with the daughter of the Lightburn family. Ian, didn't your great-grandfather tell you about this matter back when he sought you out?”

In a flash, Ian's gaze turned chilly.

"What? He only told me that Sigrun wants to come here to study and that her grandfather Is his old comrade-in-arms, so he wants me to take care of her as much as possible when she comes over. When did such a farce occur?"

By the time he enunciated the last sentence, his voice was terrifying to the core. His handsome countenance was also blanketed with a layer of ice that would chill one to the marrow.

Sasha was dumbstruck.

It seems that he really didn't know about this. So, what exactly is Jonathan's problem that he didn't even bother telling Ian about this? Doesn't he know that he needs to respect Ian's wishes since he's already an adult?

She hurriedly coaxed, "All right, all right, since you weren't aware of it, we'll scrap this matter. You don't like Ms. Lightburn, do you?"

"Mom, do you think my taste in women is that horrible?" Ian retorted.

Following that, Sasha burst into giggles. "Haha..."

torn between crying and

eavesdropping outside, had gone

contorted into a mask

came over because our families measured our compatibility and agreed to the match. Only

hands balled into such tight

up early in the morning after arriving at the apartment to prepare breakfast

the space by the time she reached the kitchen. That

woke up so

when she caught a glimpse of the girl busy cooking inside upon reaching the kitchen

shoulder.

Good morning,

morning. What have you cooked? Oh my God, you're too incredible! When I heard from Vivi that you cooked for them every day, I told her not

that the breakfast in the kitchen actually consisted of both Chanaean and western cuisines, her fondness for Susan grew. Meanwhile, Susan felt even

she was inwardly

likes it! After all, she's their

into the pan. "Mrs. Hayes, you should step out first, otherwise, your clothes

you. By the way, Susan, I'd like to ask whether you know that Ian is sick," Sasha questioned out of the blue, her

Huh?

stilled as though frozen in

sick? When did that

Sasha was inexorably disappointed to see such a

a frown while helping at the side, "Kurt told me about it. He said Ian has been very despondent recently and even visited the psychologist two days ago. As such, I thought you'd know something since you're taking care of