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 to Isaac’s mind as he

that didn’t have any effect on his impression

a

back of her head, Sabrina got up from her bed.

this

of her and drank the cold cup of water on top

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

knows how to make hangover

turned her head to glance incredulously

“What… What’s wrong?”

to make hangover soup? Did you make it

are capable of making

know are either as bossy as Sebastian or as

are actually

“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 needed to make

I’ve 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

any great ambitions. A life of serene with his family

put it simply, he’s a family

not really fond of this kind

drink the hangover soup. She ignored Isaac

a second thought, Isaac

Hayes, wait for me! Ms.

want? Stop being a nudnik to me. I don’t need