Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover novel Chapter 1005

Solomon!

Snapping back to her senses, Sasha demanded, “Yes, where have you been? I’ve been looking for you the entire day, but to no avail!”

She had been looking for me for the whole day?

Lying on the couch, Solomon felt warmth spread through his heart when he heard her words. The pain torturing his body disappeared as well.

“I was out of town to meet a client. Why are you looking for me?” he asked.

“Oh, I see.” Sasha relaxed upon hearing his explanation.

As long as he was working as per usual, they wouldn’t need to worry as it meant that things were still salvageable.

“Well, we’re planning to treat everyone to a meal at Palace Hotel tomorrow night. Remember to be there.”

“Palace Hotel?”

“Yes, we haven’t treated anyone ever since our return. People have been visiting us nonstop, so we’ve been busy socializing with them. Now that we’re somewhat free, we’ve decided to treat everyone to dinner tomorrow night. You’re very important to us, so remember to show up,” Sasha reminded him sternly.

Now he knows how much we value him.

She waited for his answer patiently.

Indeed, after her revelation, the man fell silent as though he hadn’t expected her decision.

She wants to treat us to dinner at Palace Hotel and reminds me to be there!

In the end, he chuckled lowly.

The moment his lips curled up, a spike of pain shot up his spine. At once, his face drained of colors as sweat perspired on his forehead.

“Mr. Akiyama, don’t move. We’re carrying out the bone marrow biopsy.” A man in a white coat appeared and pressed him down firmly.

Sasha asked, “Who’s that? Why is he talking in Jetroinian?”

She was sharp enough to catch that. Nevertheless, though the man in a white coat was talking in Jetroinian, and she was fluent in that language, his intonation plus the static on the phone made it hard for her to hear everything he said clearly.

At once, Solomon covered the speaker and glared at the doctor, his eyes laced with agony.

“Mm, that was my assistant. We’re in the middle of a meeting. Nancy, I’ll contact you when we’re done,” he managed between gritted teeth.

“Oh, sure. I’ll call you tomorrow,” Sasha agreed.