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.”

image of her gonzo behavior yesterday was evoked

have any effect

a sigh of

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

believe this wimp brought

front of her and drank the cold cup

is getting quite chilly recently. I’ve prepared hangover soup for you. You should drink that instead. Go wash your face.

to make hangover

head to glance

“What… What’s wrong?”

did you learn to make hangover soup? Did you make it yourself?” Sabrina had an

know men are capable of

the men I know are either as

that there are actually men

“Yes, I made it myself. Since you’ve had quite a lot to drink yesterday, I figured that you might have a headache when you wake up. Hence, I went to gather the ingredients

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

to blabber to Sabrina about the various desserts

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

it simply, he’s

I’m not really fond of

didn’t drink the hangover soup. She ignored Isaac and started heading

second thought, Isaac

wait for me! Ms.

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