Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Around twenty minutes later, she'd arrived at the apartment.

When she got back to the apartment, she was panting heavily. Indeed, she saw Ian's pair of signature handmade shoes outside the apartment's door.

Sh*t! He's really still here. Susan's palms started sweating.

She then quickly opened the door with her keys and walked in. After throwing a cursory glance around the place, she noticed no one was around. She gulped and walked cautiously toward the tightly shut bedroom door and knocked on it.

Knock! Knock!

She leaned against the door and asked, “Ian, it's me. Are you inside?”

There was no response.

Although there was a pair of squeaky clean slippers outside the room, the silence she'd gotten was as if the room was empty.

Sh*t. I'm doomed. Is he mad? Beads of perspiration had already formed on Susan's forehead.

However, she still needed to complete her task. Susan took a deep breath and continued knocking on the door. “Ian, open the door, okay? Your mom had just called me. She told me to bring you to the Lowry family before it's too late. Be cooperative, okay?”

she heard nothing

room. Don't get angry at me by then, okay?” When Susan realized he wasn't going to open the door, she gave up

a click

the first time

in front of her in his blue shirt with white stripes. At that moment, his young and handsome face looked like a character out of a comic book. Despite his handsome face, his body was exuding a cold aura when he

remained silent as he glared at

Susan saw him, she

quite something, Susan!” Ian

hearing that, Susan could feel her scalp going numb because he was speaking in a rather devilish tone. H-How is he so scary? All I did was get Yasmin to bring him to the party, no? He

“A-Are you angry? I'm sorry, Ian. It's just that I remember how well you got along with Yasmin.

Bang!

something was thrown at

The object that was thrown at her had shattered into pieces. Some of the pieces had even

get to dictate what goes on in my life! Know your place!” Ian thundered before going back into his

the door

at the smartphone that had been smashed into pieces. With tears in her eyes, she crouched down and picked up the shattered smartphone. He's right. I've been too full of myself, and I'm a nobody. I'm just here because