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.

the smoke from the temple's incense burning,

Vivian fell to the ground

knew how disappointed she was when she saw that it was Karl who had saved

show up at all, especially at a

keep his promise of never showing himself in front of her ever

over and saw

Ms. Vivian! It's all our fault! Will you please stop crying?” she apologized

all to help me bring these vines back to life! Otherwise,

unreasonable self when she was a kid. All she wanted

already withered... How on earth are we going to

thought to herself with

brought the vines home. Instead of staying in the dormitory

check on the vines once in the morning, and

to save the vines, Vivian read a ton of books, did an extensive research online, and even consulted botanical experts for advice. She

with her? It's just a few strands

tell her parents about it when they spoke

neglects her studies and spends all of her time tending to a

Sasha asked in

Mrs. Hayes. I'll send you a

tapped on the picture that she received seconds later, only to freeze in shock when she saw what it

these the vines

her at the time, leaned in to have a