Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Vivian went to inform her brothers in their room. As expected, they were excited and began to pack for the trip. They wanted to bring everything.

Sabrina was speechless as she saw what was going on in her nephews’ room.

“Silly children. What is there to be happy? Don’t you know that your mother’s going there to save your father?” Sabrina was such a spoilsport. It was no wonder that she did not have many friends.

Sasha did not say anything when she heard Sabrina’s comment. She pulled Vivian’s luggage down the corridor and pushed it to her. “You should send us there.”

“Why me? Sasha, you’re becoming arrogant. How can you order me around like a housemaid?” Sabrina complained unhappily.

Sasha looked at her calmly and said, “I can’t drive there myself in my current condition. Also, when did I ever treat you as a housemaid? You’re my children’s aunt and the only person we can rely on, so I can only ask you for help.”

Sabrina was left without retort.

I’m the only person they can rely on?

Fine, I’ve no choice but to agree then.

With that thought, Sabrina pulled the luggage with her and went out.

A few minutes later, Sasha left for the village with her three children. Before leaving, Wendy reminded her again, “Madam, you have to bring Mr. Sebastian back safely. I’m counting on you.”

“I know. Don’t worry. I’ll bring Sebastian back,” Sasha answered Wendy confidently. She was trying to reassure herself too.

Yes, I’ll bring him back safe and sound.

too long. I want

left Frontier Bay in

was late at night in Floral Village, a small mountain village in the

black and devoid of any movement or lamps. It was as if the whole village fell into a deep sleep and was so quiet that one could hear

house was at the edge of

had stayed in this

sleeping on the upper floor of

and turning on the bed. One could vaguely hear

him?” Greg’s wife, Martha Hudson, had sharp ears. She woke Greg up upon hearing sounds of

Greg opened his eyes.

man is in

bed quickly. Then, Martha went to get some

Knock, knock, knock…

you,” Martha called out and knocked on the door. She wanted to give him some

much and had always lived simple lives, they were willing to do

knocking on the door for a moment, Martha finally heard unsteady

Creak…

smoke came out of the room, causing Martha to

Why are you smoking again? Do you have a headache again? You need to take care of your health,”

smelled the smoke

The man seemed unwell.

days, he appeared unshaven and had bloodshot eyes. Furthermore, he looked pale and was now