Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

By the time Vivian was awake, she had been sent back to the small town, as Devin and her brothers were worried that she would lose control of herself at the feast.

However, Vivian did not kick up a fuss this time. After staring blankly at the ceiling for a few minutes, she finally asked with her eyes still focused above her, “Did you manage to see him?”

Matteo and Ian had no idea how to answer her question.

They had obviously seen him at the feast when the king of Elysium introduced his recently returned son with great fanfare.

Matteo replied, “Vivi, don't overthink the matter. As of now, our priority is to verify that he's safe. As for the rest, we'll let Daddy decide once we're back.”

Ian grunted in agreement, “Mm-hmm.”

The brothers felt it was for the best.

Nonetheless, tears suddenly rolled down uncontrollably from Vivian's eyes.

“How can we do that? He hates that place to the core. Furthermore, his mom, sister, aunt, and uncle were all killed by that beast. To him, that place is no different from a living hell. How can we let him stay there?” Vivian cried out in agony.

There was no way she would agree to their decision.

Finally, Devin came over.

“In that case... Matteo, you should stay here with Vivian. Coincidentally, I plan to leave some troops in Elysium to monitor the situation, even though we have destroyed the remnants of Eddie's forces. Thus, you and Vivian can stay here. At the same time, I'll send someone else from Yorksland over.”

this all right? Will their king agree to it?” Matteo scratched his

he was always been fearful of those men. Despite the fact that we have annihilated them, he still prefers us to

the matter with

sat up and grabbed his hand. “All right, then. Matt, let's just stay back here,” she

Matteo responded with silence.

siblings stayed behind with the small bunch of

the meantime, Lucy did not

Even though Vivian made various attempts to approach the palace, she

saw someone building a new house

sure that the house

group of workers

them with a sorrowful

Kurt brought her into the house. His grandparents had served

how sweet the drink tasted back

someone called out to her from behind, “Miss, why are you standing out here? Do

was surprised

“You... speak our language?”

uncle studied outside of here. Hence, he taught

he smiled so widely

depressed after hearing the

My Kurt.