Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Chapter 1435 He Appeared Like A God

It was indeed as if the man she was waiting for had disappeared from the face of the Earth. Or perhaps he had gone back to his home country.

On her fourth day at the temple, Ichika carried two big wooden buckets and headed off to the river to fetch water. Snow had fallen earlier, and the land outside the temple was a vast expanse of white.

Having been pampered since little, this was no easy feat for her. With arduous effort, she had finally managed to lift the buckets of water off the ground when she suddenly lost her footing.

Thunk!

The girl tumbled to the ground, and the buckets immediately slipped off her fingers, which were by then red and numb from the cold.

At that, she finally burst into tears and wailed uncontrollably, especially at the sight of her hands that were bleeding from being cut by the sharp ice on the ground.

She was, after all, just a twenty-year-old young woman.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps crunching on snow and ice sounded, and a moment later, a pair of black handmade men’s leather boots appeared in front of her.

“Huh?” Teary-eyed, she blinked and then lifted her head.

“So, are you enjoying your new life of silence at solitude at the temple?”

The man who had just appeared before her glimmered under the dazzling sunlight like a god that had just descended from heaven. The sight was so surreal Ichika thought she must have been dreaming.

“H-Hubby?”

hubby? You’re a nun now. Where would

wore a cool expression on his handsome face. Even his eyes were chilly as he gazed at her

Ichika fell silent.

little as she averted her gaze and struggled

don’t have a husband anymore. I guess

she picked up the two cracked buckets

you imagine. I’m only an ordinary man, vulnerable to hate and resentment like everyone else. I only came here today

not attempt

it was evident that he had endured the past few days in

were not altogether pleasant to the ears either. Instead, they went straight

fact that he had

it were the past, he would have returned to his home country by now, and Ichika would

jerked to a halt and froze as if she had just turned into a

her chest, all the hurt, pain, and hopes that she had held inside instantly broke free and rose

her eyes once

turned toward him, tears streaming

instead, “Well, did you do those things on purpose back

not!” Ichika shook her head, unable to stop weeping. “I didn’t mean any of

then. That’s all that matters. I no longer want to think about the past anymore. You saw how I came out

tone softened, and he was beginning to sound

a burst of ecstasy spread through her

the two buckets in her hands, she launched

to him with