Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

He had received her message but did not reply to it.

He reached for the keyboard on his phone, but he was at a loss for words. After hovering over the keyboard for a while, he finally typed a word.

Devin: Sabrina.

The moment he sent out his message, a red exclamation mark appeared on the chat.

Devin was dumbfounded.

After a few seconds, he came to a sudden realization. At once, he felt like a bucket of ice water was poured down his head, freezing him from head to toe. His expression paled as he looked at the exclamation mark.

It turned out that she had blocked him.

Time flew by quickly, and it was almost midnight. The hospital was eerily quiet, and the lights in the garden seemed to have darkened. Even the humidity that permeated the air seemed palpable.

Touching his cold face, he finally stood up from the bench and dragged himself into the hospital lobby.

“Major, where were you?”

He was slightly surprised to see a subordinate rushing toward him immediately.

Devin’s lips twitched a little, and he wanted to respond but could not utter a word due to his parched throat.

The subordinate continued, “Ms. Hayes is here, Major. Did you see her when you were outside? She has already gone to Solomon’s intensive care unit.”

“What did you say?” he asked in a hoarse voice.

There was finally a hint of emotion on his impassive face.

the lobby. “Take a look. Isn’t that her? She has been standing there for quite some time. Did you

subordinate pointed in the direction of

Devin was speechless.

next second, blood rushed to his head as he quickly

was also the first time he had ever run so eagerly

It was indeed Sabrina.

hospital a while ago after renting

front of the hospital and saw Devin sitting on the bench. However, she had walked past him without

came to

nights of Turlen. It was rare to see Sabrina wearing a black coat and a black

glass window, looking at Solomon who was on

kind of feeling is

that she was

was little and would scold the latter every

she had a son, she hated him

also the

everything seemed to have ended once

had died in the hands

he was lying in front of her, about to disappear forever from this world in a

don’t

raised her hand and placed it on the glass window, with her pale and slender fingers covering

were removed. When she glanced over at him, she

was always wearing glasses. Perhaps he did not want people to notice it, or maybe he didn’t want himself resembling

as an old face full of wrinkles overlapped with Solomon’s youthful

“Sabrina?”