Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

“Why isn't he coming back? Did his parents refuse him?”

Sasha was not aware of Kurt's identity. Thus, in her mind, she automatically assumed that his terrible family had barred him from returning.

Sebastian shook his head.

After a slight pause, he said briefly, “He's gone to study at another place. The Royal Academy isn't suitable for him.”

Sasha was totally baffled.

What? Not suitable for him? But he's been there for one whole semester. Why is this so sudden?

She heaved a wistful sigh.

Then again, the students at the Royal Academy are carefully selected from all over the country. They are the future pillars of the nation. What can be said further if he thinks that the academy is not for him?

Sasha had no choice but to convey the message to Vivian.

“Vivi, well... Daddy mentioned that Kurt has transferred to another school. The Royal Academy isn't meant for him.”

“Why is that so?”

Her big, round eyes misted over as soon as she heard the news, causing Sasha's heart to ache terribly.

She patted her daughter's head and explained, “He's a talent that Daddy is developing to make great contributions to the country in the future. So, he can't really learn much from your academy. Therefore, Daddy has arranged something better for him elsewhere.”

in a quavering voice, “Is he at

chin up and dry your tears. I'll

there, letting

though a part of her went

Kurt...

did not see the boy she was hoping

you get to see him, could you

Sasha agreed, Vivian placed a small

taken off, she opened her palm, only to

in the form of a pair of wings on the side. At one glance, it looked just

to see how thoughtful this girl

she was very sad about Kurt's departure, she pulled

for Kurt to unleash his talents and soar

home and showed

You know which school he's in, don't you? Please pass it to him, will you?” Sasha felt terrible that they had to part ways in this manner. After all,

Besides the expensive materials used, one could tell how much effort Vivian

it, the more irritated

me have enjoyed her gifts, whereas I, her father, haven't

still arranged for someone to send the precious

just right after the new year, so the temperature was still frigid in Avenport. The snow

it still hurt?” he asked the boy who was

had drained

in his reply after taking a glance at his master. “Not