Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

“Shall we find out his current whereabouts or inform him of our arrival first? I mean, we’re not supposed to show up unannounced after such a horrifying incident, right?”

Sasha had no idea about the things going on in the young man’s mind as she was busy sorting out their plan for the day.

Immediately after Lance heard her question, he returned to his senses and looked at the meal he had bought her. Then, he suggested, “Why don’t you have your meal first?”

“O-Oh, okay.” Sasha finally recalled that she had not eaten anything since the incident yesterday.

After grabbing her breakfast, she made her way to the coffee table and took a seat next to him.

The breakfast he had bought was rather plain since the locals had gotten used to skipping breakfast. To be precise, they spent most of their time in the morning sleeping after having a wild night out.

Sasha had conducted her due diligence prior to their trip, but she was still taken by surprise upon seeing her breakfast.

When she saw that there were only a few chunks of meat alongside some tortilla wraps, she asked, “Are these all they have to offer?”

The young man remarked in a sarcastic manner, “What sort of meal are you expecting? You don’t think we’re here for a leisure trip, do you?”

Sasha was rendered speechless and decided to make do with the meal as long as it could give her the energy she needed for the day.

She reached for the tortilla wrap and tried to make herself a decent tortilla, but she just couldn’t do it right.

up making a mess despite her

wrong with this? Why can’t I seem to do

who was occupied with his phone, was at

phone aside and wore the disposable glove

couldn’t move her eyes away from him as he managed to

to her

had her eyes glued to his hands again as she offered, “I’ll

she retrieved a pack

he got himself a few tissues to wipe

nails that had been trimmed

hadn’t been able to verify her speculation since things were extremely chaotic yesterday. On top of that, she thought it was impossible and

chance to inspect his hands at such a close distance, she couldn’t

asked, “What do you want from me? Can you hurry up and finish

snapped out of her thoughts and started savoring the wrap he had made

I must be seeing

into her mouth while she

my cousin to be him! On top of that, his memories have been erased against his will! So there’s no way he’s that

telling herself that she was

an hour later, they

asked, “Since we’re meeting Dickson in his office this time, we should be