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.

ended up

this? Why can’t I seem

his phone, was

put his phone aside and wore the disposable

move her eyes away from him as he managed to

over to her

hands again as she offered, “I’ll go get you something to wipe the sauce off your

up, she retrieved a pack of wet tissue and rushed

thoughts, he got himself a few

and nails that had

been able to verify her speculation since things were extremely chaotic yesterday. On top of that, she

she had the chance to inspect his hands at such a close distance, she couldn’t move

he caught her staring at his hands, he asked, “What do you want from me? Can you hurry up and finish your

then that she snapped out of her thoughts and started savoring the wrap

It can’t be! I must be seeing

the wrap into her mouth while she convinced

his memories have been

that she

hour later, they

yesterday, Sasha asked, “Since we’re meeting Dickson in his office this