Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Devin pulled Sabrina aside hastily; his heart skipped a beat at her words. “She is just joking and doesn’t know any of them. Sebastian, have you taken your meal?” He tried to rectify the situation by changing the topic.

Sebastian only threw him a glance without uttering any words.

Eventually, the man with an intimidating aura a while ago gradually softened and replied, “Yeah, I have eaten.”

“Ah! Good to hear that. Do you like the book today? If you have finished reading, how about I get you a few new ones?” Devin picked up the book on the table instinctively and flipped through it.

Sebastian tilted his head slightly and pondered for a while.

After quite a while, he nodded and asked eagerly, “On pharmaceutical? I want more sophisticated ones.” Sabrina, who was standing alongside Devin, gaped at him.

Devin replied casually, “Sure. I will get you some later.”

Without hesitation, he stepped out to get him the books as requested.

Only then did a dumbfounded Sabrina come to her senses. She turned to look at Sebastian and asked quizzically, “Sebastian, what have they done to you? Did they bully you? Don’t be afraid. I’m actually here to your rescue. No matter what, I won’t let them pick on you.”

She sat down slowly in front of him, recalling how the two persons had carried out a body search on her a while ago. She even suspected that Sebastian had lost his mind after being tortured by them.

flipping through the book and asked curiously, “Are you talking to

to you. After all, there

asked impatiently; his forehead creased into a

goodness! I’m not hearing things, am I? Has he forgotten

Can you stop being so impulsive? Could you please let me know in advance before you decide to do anything

was convinced that he was putting on a show and pretended not

a sudden change in the man’s countenance, and the coldness in his

the aloofness in his

he staring at me in such a

sensed something awry and asked incoherently, “Sebastian, do you… still remember who

Sebastian narrowed his eyes as he snapped at her coldly. There

a bolt out of the

him? How can he forget about me? I’m not just anybody!

out, “What’s the matter with you? I’m

deepened into a scowl as he snarled, “Get out of my way now! Stop getting

in the nick of time. If not, she would