Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

When Sabrina woke up, it was already the next day.

Upon opening her eyes, she was met with the vintage aroma of the wooden bed frame. On top of her was a green gauze curtain billowing in the wind. Since her head was still aching, she couldn’t figure out where she was.

“Ms. Hayes, you’re finally awake. Are you feeling a bit better now?”

Seeing as she had woken up, a young man in glasses rushed over to her bedside.

Sabrina was baffled.

Isaac?

Why is he here?

Sabrina let out a frown as she rubbed her head.

Isaac hurriedly explained, “You were drinking at a bar yesterday. Subsequently, you went to your brother’s apartment and caused a ruckus. I brought you back here after you passed out.”

“My brother? Was he in Frontier Bay?”

Sabrina’s face turned ashen.

Hearing Isaac’s words, Sabrina thought she had gone to disturb Sebastian when she was drunk to argue about matters regarding “that man”.

Isaac shook his head.

“No, he was at his apartment. Did you forget? You were the one who guided me there.”

behavior yesterday was evoked to Isaac’s mind as he said

any effect on his impression of

a sigh of

of her head, Sabrina got up from her bed. Wait, I know this place.

can’t believe this wimp

in front of her and drank the

shouldn’t drink cold water first thing in the morning. Not to mention, the weather is getting quite chilly recently.

how to make hangover

to

“What… What’s wrong?”

where did you learn to make hangover soup? Did you make it yourself?” Sabrina had an awkward look on her

capable of

the men I know are either as bossy as Sebastian

that there are actually

that you might have a headache when you wake up. Hence, I went to gather

desserts. I’ll bring them to you once you’ve finished the hangover soup. They will help to warm

to blabber to Sabrina about the various desserts that

doesn’t possess any great

simply,

I’m not really fond of this kind

hangover soup. She ignored Isaac and started heading toward the front

a second thought, Isaac dashed after

for me! Ms.

do you want? Stop being a nudnik to me. I don’t need you anymore. Just go home,