Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Chapter 1365 Sleep In My Room

At that moment, Aoi called out, “Himari, what are you doing up there? Come downstairs!”

When Himari heard that, she quickly left Ichika’s room.

As she walked out, she grabbed a hairpin from the dressing table and slipped it into her pocket. The diamonds on it must be real, right?

When she got downstairs, one of the guests asked, “So, this is the Minamoto family’s eldest daughter?”

“She’s gorgeous, and she has a dignified aura,” another person remarked.

Someone else nodded and said, “You’re right.”

It turned out that the ladies from the Hayes family were curious about Himari. Ichika was so cute and endearing, so they wanted to see what her older sister was like, and they were pleased with what they saw.

Since Himari and Ichika shared the same parents, the ladies guessed that Himari would be just as beautiful and charming. When they finally met Himari, they broke into satisfied smiles. None of them had the slightest inkling of Himari’s true nature.

As for Himari, she played her part as the eldest daughter of the Minamoto family to a tee. She was respectful, modest, and gentle.

The ladies’ impression of Himari soared when they saw that.

to the unmarried men in the Hayes family,

 Do they think it’ll be that easy to have

Since there

Minamoto be staying in tonight? I’ll go

replied,

that, Wendy hurried off to

on the second floor? Ichika, I saw a pink-themed room upstairs. Is it yours? Don’t you

the expressions of everyone in the living room

why she had come to Avenport in the first place. But even if I do know about it, how could I mention it in front of

Hence, Aoi remained silent.

third

of joy flashed across her eyes, then

like it was going to leap out of

Himari was furious. I wanted to expose them and humiliate

married in name only slept in the same room.

room downstairs to get my pajamas. Otherwise, H-Himari will find out,”

her, but it was her first time spending the night

as red as a

undid the

closet and took out one of his shirts. “Why don’t you