Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

“Shall we find out his current whereabouts or inform him of our arrival first? I mean, we’re not supposed to show up unannounced after such a horrifying incident, right?”

Sasha had no idea about the things going on in the young man’s mind as she was busy sorting out their plan for the day.

Immediately after Lance heard her question, he returned to his senses and looked at the meal he had bought her. Then, he suggested, “Why don’t you have your meal first?”

“O-Oh, okay.” Sasha finally recalled that she had not eaten anything since the incident yesterday.

After grabbing her breakfast, she made her way to the coffee table and took a seat next to him.

The breakfast he had bought was rather plain since the locals had gotten used to skipping breakfast. To be precise, they spent most of their time in the morning sleeping after having a wild night out.

Sasha had conducted her due diligence prior to their trip, but she was still taken by surprise upon seeing her breakfast.

When she saw that there were only a few chunks of meat alongside some tortilla wraps, she asked, “Are these all they have to offer?”

The young man remarked in a sarcastic manner, “What sort of meal are you expecting? You don’t think we’re here for a leisure trip, do you?”

Sasha was rendered speechless and decided to make do with the meal as long as it could give her the energy she needed for the day.

She reached for the tortilla wrap and tried to make herself a decent tortilla, but she just couldn’t do it right.

she ended up making a

wrong with this? Why can’t I seem to do

who was occupied with his phone, was at a

and wore the

couldn’t move her eyes away from him as he managed to put

her

eyes glued to his hands again as she

brought herself up, she retrieved a pack of wet tissue and rushed

thoughts, he got himself a few tissues to

Sasha caught a glimpse of his slender fingers and nails that had been trimmed to perfection, a buzzing sound echoed

On top of that, she thought it was

hands at such a close distance,

do you want from me? Can you hurry up and finish your meal? We need to

of her thoughts and started savoring the wrap

can’t be! I must be

her mouth while she convinced herself

his memories have been erased against his will! So there’s no way he’s

that she was

hour later, they

the incident yesterday, Sasha asked, “Since we’re meeting Dickson