Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Chapter 1434 The Truth

The wine was soon served. After pouring Aoi a glass, Solomon waited for her to speak.

“I know Ichika did some extreme stuff at your house yesterday and even ran away last night. That’s mainly what I want to talk to you about today.”

“Go ahead,” said Solomon. He took a sip of wine and nodded at her.

Aoi began to speak. “I’m wondering, Mr. Akiyama, if you remember the time when you first came to Jetroina?”

“Huh?” Solomon looked up at her abruptly, surprised by the question.

A gloomy look came into his eyes, revealing his reluctance in discussing the subject.

“What about it?”

“I’m sorry for bringing this up, but I was hoping you would recall the time when you’d just entered your adoptive father’s house. Do you remember a little girl who made you do certain things? That little girl was, in fact, Ichika.”

the woman no longer wanted to be tormented by

finished speaking, the man immediately jerked up his head, staring at

when she saw

these years, Ichika’s always kept a close eye on you and feels sorry for what she’d done to you back then. That was why, back when your adoptive father came to our house with the marriage proposal, my eldest daughter said no when she saw that he was

decided to spill the whole truth now,

really hoped to plead on her daughter’s behalf. After all, the girl was only eight back then. How could such a little girl have

the curtains, she became impatient after a long time waiting

fussing over the teenage boy, she was struck with the thought of how she usually dismissed the servants at home. Thus, she scolded the teenage boy

reprimanded her

I know I have no right to plead for forgiveness on Ichika’s

she bowed

However, Solomon remained motionless.

not quite wrap his head around the fact that the little girl hidden behind those curtains back then and the

he was a

Yancy had just relocated him to Jetroina against his will. Back then,

thing he wanted was to go back to the days where he had to be subservient to others at all

at the Tsurka residence that day. Toward the end of the day, he even had to wash a child’s feet and bow to the child

that, those scenes had remained in

her head bowed,

minutes, he merely sat there with a terrifying expression on his