Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Aunt Kelly was right!

“It’s alright. I’ve already booked the flight.” She hesitated and then made a request, “If you have the time, could you send me to the airport later?”

Sebastian frowned slightly. He took a glance at his watch and agreed nevertheless. “Alright, I’ll fetch you after I finish my work.”

Xandra nodded in satisfaction.

Kelly was right in saying that she should treat a man as if she were flying a kite. If she constantly pulled the string taut, it would eventually snap. Likewise, a man would only feel suffocated and try to break free from her.

Thus, she made up her mind to let the string loose sometimes, allowing the kite to fly. This way, only would the man willingly stay by her side.

In the meantime, Sasha finally got to meet Solomon in a café.

“Solomon, I’m sorry for asking you out all of a sudden. I hope I didn’t cause you any inconvenience.”

Sasha felt sorry because Solomon, the young man with gold-rimmed glasses, was already waiting for her at a table by the window by the time she arrived.

“It’s alright. I’m on my lunch break anyway.”

Solomon discreetly sized her up.

The woman had light makeup on, with a faint reddish tinge on her cheeks so that she would not look that pale. Her full lips looked moist and plump after the application of lipstick.

I didn’t

of relief. Tiny beads of sweat were

and was about to call the waiter over when the latter said, “I’ve ordered a Jamaican Blue Mountain for myself and a cup of hot cappuccino for you. You prefer it with sugar

supposed to treat you to

smiled sheepishly when she heard Solomon had already ordered for both of

coffee indeed suited her liking. She knew people would definitely laugh at her taste if she was to order this in a high-end café, thinking

she always ordered coffee according to her liking. After all, why would she force herself to drink black coffee when life was

ask you about something. Earlier, you told me that your friend wanted to hire me to work in his

“You’ve decided

then gave him an excuse to put him off, “Yes. I might need to stay here for a while, so that’s why I’m finding a job. I wonder how much he’s

that you’ve worked for Clear

“Is that for real?”

Sasha’s eyes brightened.

more than a million. If she was to work at Solomon’s friend’s clinic, perhaps she could negotiate and request an

finally found a glimmer

is it okay if I

“Now?”

Just give me his address and contact number, and I can go by myself,” Sasha reassured him as she was afraid to waste any more of his

suddenly stood up and

that I bring you there. Besides, he doesn’t have many patients in