Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover novel Chapter 1151

Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover chapter 1151

“Can you see yet?” Sabrina started waving her hands in front of the man because she thought he still hadn’t regained his sense of sight.

Truth be told, she was the reason he couldn’t move his eyes away from her.

He chuckled and announced, “I can see you very well, Ms. Sabrina. May I know how long have I been unconscious?”

Sabrina moved her hands away from him and said, “You were unconscious throughout the night. Are you going to tell me what’s wrong with you? Why have you stopped me from rushing you to the hospital? What’s with the mysterious bottle of pills in your drawer? Just what on earth is going on?”

She didn’t bother to hold back her curiosity since the man in front of her couldn’t intimidate her like his brother.

Edmund felt a shiver running down his back when he heard Sabrina—he thought she might have discovered something when he was unconscious throughout the night.

“H-Has my father dropped by?”

“Huh? No!”

“If that’s the case—”

“Sebastian told me the pills were of utmost importance for your life and warned me to store it inside the temperature regulating device! Now, I want you to tell me if you’re ill, or are you in such a bad shape because of others?”

I’m just glad she’s a simple-minded woman. It doesn’t even take much of an effort to trick her into telling me everything I need to know.

He heaved a long sigh of relief and muttered, “I’ve always been relatively frail ever since I was young, but it wasn’t a big deal since I spent most of my time doing nothing at home. Had my father not beaten me to a pulp, I wouldn’t have ended up as such.”

Sitting upright on the couch, he made something up with a serious look to deceive the woman next to him.

Huh? Has he always been ill or something?

As the woman started sizing him up with a scowl and stared at his pelvic area for quite a long time, he knew she must have misperceived things.

A few seconds later, he cleared his thought and assured the woman, “Ms. Sabrina, thanks for your concern, but this isn’t the reason I’m not feeling well.”

“Huh?”

“I’m trying to tell you that you’re overthinking things!”

Aware of the things she had in mind, he accidentally raised his volume against her.

Just what the hell is wrong with her? Can’t she even think properly? Since when has she turned into a woman with so many filthy thoughts?