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

any effect on his impression of

a sigh

got up from her bed. Wait, I know this

this wimp brought me

front of her and drank the cold cup of water on top of

recently.

to make hangover soup?

to

“What… What’s wrong?”

just like to ask, where did you learn to make hangover soup? Did you make it

capable of

are either as bossy as Sebastian or as patriotic

there are

drink yesterday, I figured that you might have a headache when you wake up. Hence, I

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

continued to blabber to Sabrina about the various desserts that he’d

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

put it simply, he’s a family

not really fond of

Sabrina didn’t drink the hangover soup. She

thought, Isaac dashed after

for me!

Stop being a nudnik to me. I don’t need you anymore.