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.

exposed to the smoke from the temple's incense burning, they had

vines tightly against her chest, Vivian fell to the

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

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

keep his promise of never showing himself in front

housemaid panicked when she came running over and saw Vivian bawling her eyes out on

all our fault! Will

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

unreasonable self when she was a kid.

these vines are already withered... How on

housemaid thought to herself with a conflicted look on her

behavior changed drastically ever since she brought the vines home. Instead of staying in the dormitory at school like she usually did,

would 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 spent so much time and effort on it that she began neglecting her

a few strands of

her parents about it when they spoke

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 her, but

vines?” Sasha asked

I'll send you a picture of

on the picture that she received seconds later, only to freeze

the vines from

next to her at the time, leaned in