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.”

gonzo behavior yesterday was evoked to Isaac’s mind

effect on his impression

breathed a

up from her bed. Wait, I know this place. It’s

believe this wimp brought me

trudged up to the table in front of her and drank the cold cup of water on top

is getting quite chilly recently. I’ve prepared hangover soup for you. You should

how to make

her head to glance incredulously

“What… What’s wrong?”

I’d just like to ask, where did you learn to make hangover soup? Did you make it yourself?” Sabrina had an awkward look on her

know men are capable of making

know are either as bossy as Sebastian or as

there are actually men

it myself. Since you’ve had quite a lot to drink yesterday, I figured that you might have a headache when you wake up.

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

continued to blabber to Sabrina about the various desserts that

a rare sight. He doesn’t possess any great ambitions. A life of serene

it simply, he’s

I’m not really fond of

end, Sabrina didn’t drink the hangover soup. She ignored Isaac and started heading toward

thought, Isaac dashed after

Hayes, wait for me!

me. I don’t need you anymore. Just go home, will you?” Sabrina