Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

In the end, Benedict was the one to end the call.

However, before he did, he reminded Edmund to quickly take Sabrina back to Yorksland once she recovered.

That was what Edmund planned to do as well.

Yet, when Sabrina returned to the waking world, he realized there was something different about her.

One morning, when Edmund came to the local hospital and was about to head to Sabrina’s ward, a nurse walked over and told him, “Mr. Cooper, Ms. Sabrina has woken up. However, she’s not displaying any signs of negative emotions like you said she would. She’s rather quiet.”

Edmund froze.

Quiet?

He did not quite believe in the nurse’s words. After all, from the moment he got to know about her, he had only seen her being anxious and angry.

With that thought in mind, Edmund came to her ward.

Like the nurse had said, he was greeted with the sight of a conscious Sabrina when he entered the room.

Oddly, she was looking out of the window, neither crying nor kicking up a fuss. It was as if she was in a whole different world from him.

She never even made any sign that indicated her noticing his entrance.

“Ms. Sabrina?”

a beat as alarm bells

his relief, the woman slowly turned around and asked, “What’s the

know what to say to

left her lips a second ago. His heartbeat, which had slowed down

I just wanted to ask how you’re feeling. Are you

before turning her head to look out of the window

there anything out

the tall buildings of Bellridge and

trees were everywhere in Zarain—by the sides of the road, by the garden, and more. Its flowering period was around June and July, and when the flowers bloomed,

not how the fire tree looked

in Zarain. The tree that would have caught the attention of many during summer

like what Sabrina now

to her bed and tentatively suggested, “If you’re fine, then let’s discharge and go back, shall we? Your brother has called a few times by now. If we don’t go back

woman agreed,

eyes as his heart sank even

to the forest? I want to take a look

even want to say that he was dead, for she had described the forest as the place he

to the point his knuckles turned white, but in

to the forest Devin was last at. On their way there, the warm sun let its rays shine

the sun was taunting them, for it was a beautiful

of the lost

soon stopped his car near a

entering this place because of your husband’s incident. If you want to go in, we’ll have