Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

By the time Jonathan woke up, Sebastian was on the verge of passing out due to the exhaustive training regimes he had to endure.

Although he had his fair share of combat training back in the day, those were nothing as compared to the intensive training the militants had to go through on a daily basis.

In other words, there was no way he could get used to the training regimes of the militants in such a short span of time.

Sebastian was completely drenched in sweat after the hectic session. He lay on the ground and insisted on taking a break.

The platoon leader rushed to his side and ordered, “Hurry up and bring yourself up! We still have ten laps to go!”

Sebastian got himself ready for the worst and asked, “Why don’t you just take me out?”

The platoon leader was rendered speechless by his reply. It was then Jonathan showed up and asked, “How many laps have it been?”

“Twenty!”

“What about the rest of the training regimes?”

“A total of fifty push-ups, thirty minutes of plank, and fifteen sets of burpee!” the platoon leader reported on Sebastian’s progress when he heard Jonathan’s question.

Truth be told, it was considered an impressive feat for an ordinary man. The platoon leader thought the frail-looking young man might not make it through half of the training regime he had devised.

Sebastian had accomplished most of the training regimes apart

beckoned the platoon leader to bring the rest of the platoon away with him and leave them alone. He wasn’t particularly irked since he was of the same idea as the

keep up with an ordinary training regime? What the heck is wrong with Frederick?

brought himself up and yelled, “You are

the man in front of him, he started emanating an intimidating presence, indicating he had been holding a strong grudge against

of being on the

breakfast. I

through the woods early in the morning. Sebastian thought he had been seeing things and thought the man resembled an

it’s my mind messing with me again! There’s no way a murderer is regarded as an

rough morning and being tortured by Jonathan made it to the

misfortune when they found out he

sigh of relief, Colton, Charles’ brother, asked with his chest held high, “If that’s the case, is it safe to assume we don’t have to be

the youngest amongst his peers, he thought of taking it easy since there wasn’t anything serious going on at the

and queried, “Are you serious? Aren’t you aware that the maniac has taken

woman started weeping shortly after she finished her questions. She was none other than Jocelyn, Tiffany’s mother, the mistress of

they recalled how Connor’s

he’s a shame of the

him for the