Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

What is she doing in the room? Why can’t I hear anything coming from the room? I guess I’ll just have to leave her alone for the time being.

In the afternoon, Benedict finally showed up. The assistant he brought along with him announced, “Mr. Edmund, can you please answer the door? Mr. Cooper is here for you!”

Edmund dismissed the one knocking on the door and continued preparing the serving of steak the staff brought him in the kitchen.

As the scent permeated throughout the suite, those outside of the suite knocked on the door again.

Out of nowhere, a woman stomped her way out of the room and marched in the direction of the entrance to answer the door.

“Can’t you wait? Why the hell are you in a hurry? Are you dying or what?” she yelled when she was a few feet away from the entrance, startling the man in the kitchen.

Afraid the woman would try something rash after answering the door and getting in the way of those at the entrance, he looked at them while holding the serving of steak.

The man at the entrance couldn’t think of the proper way to carry on with the conversation because he had never encountered such a fearsome woman.

In the end, he greeted her, “M-Mrs. Jadeson, we’re here for Mr. Edmund. Can you tell me if he’s here?”

“No! He’s dead!” she yelled with her arms tucked, indicating she was irked.

suite, felt his lips twitching against his will and accidentally dropped the

heard the sound coming from the suite, the man asked,

in a sarcastic manner, “Are you sure you’re not hearing things when I’m the only one here? I’m warning you to get the hell out of my sight at once! Otherwise, don’t blame me

as she made herself clear, she clasped her fingers together and cracked them in front of them, implying she was

up? What’s with the sudden change of attitude when she refused to acknowledge she was the

at the doorstep looking for me? Isn’t she aware of the risk

trio at the

man at the entrance exclaimed, “Mr.

so-called son in

was the same for Edmund as he couldn’t care less about their presence. The one he cared about the most was

requested, “Ms. Sabrina, can you please show them the way

entrance, turned around with a look

show them the way

the annoyed woman, “I’m pretty sure they won’t try anything silly since you’re around. Why don’t you take

her eyes narrowed to a slit in a suspicious manner. A few seconds later, she finally stopped getting in their way at

the room as suggested, she continued cooking the serving of steak in the kitchen while skinning the peels of