Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

The housemaid felt bad for not doing her job well, but Vivian fell into deep thought while staring long and hard at the ribbon.

Withered flowers? What withered flowers?

As she continued to rack her brain, she noticed a faint scent of sandalwood on the ribbon.

Sandalwood? Could this be...

Suddenly, Vivian felt a sharp pain in her chest as all sorts of emotions surged uncontrollably through her mind.

She then grabbed the housemaid by the wrist and asked, “What about the flower? Where is it?”

“Flower? Uh... W-We threw it in the trash outside, Ms. Vivian!”

Vivian got so agitated that she leapt to her feet and ran straight outside in her pajamas with her hair unkempt.

I knew it! It was my birthday yesterday! There's no way he wouldn't come!

With tears running down her face, Vivian made a mad dash for the town's dumpster and began rummaging through the trash.

Fortunately for her, the waste collectors had yet to arrive, as it was still very early in the morning, so she was able to find the withered flowers.

In fact, they weren't even flowers.

They were actually vines growing just outside Aquene Temple's entrance, which was the only place one would ever find the plants.

smoke from the temple's incense burning, they had a distinct scent of sandalwood on

chest, Vivian fell to the ground

knew how disappointed she was when she saw that

him to not show up at all, especially at a critical moment

did keep his promise of never showing himself in front

over and saw Vivian bawling her eyes out on

throwing it away, Ms. Vivian! It's all our fault! Will you please

to help me bring these vines back to life! Otherwise, I'll tell Daddy to fire you all!” she stammered while

spoilt, unreasonable self when she was

vines are already withered... How on

thought to herself with a conflicted look on her

vines home. Instead of staying in the dormitory at school like she usually did, she started coming home

would check on the vines once in the morning, and once in the

Vivian read a ton of books, did an extensive research online, and even consulted botanical experts for advice. She spent so much time and effort on it that she began neglecting her

just a few strands of vines! Why

parents about

behaving very strangely these days, Mrs. Hayes. She neglects her studies and spends all of her time tending to a pot of vines. We've tried to talk some sense into

vines?” Sasha asked in

I'll send you a picture of

seconds later, only to

vines from Aquene

the time, leaned in to have