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Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover novel Chapter 1435

Chapter 1435 He Appeared Like A God

It was indeed as if the man she was waiting for had disappeared from the face of the Earth. Or perhaps he had gone back to his home country.

On her fourth day at the temple, Ichika carried two big wooden buckets and headed off to the river to fetch water. Snow had fallen earlier, and the land outside the temple was a vast expanse of white.

Having been pampered since little, this was no easy feat for her. With arduous effort, she had finally managed to lift the buckets of water off the ground when she suddenly lost her footing.

Thunk!

 

The girl tumbled to the ground, and the buckets immediately slipped off her fingers, which were by then red and numb from the cold.

 

At that, she finally burst into tears and wailed uncontrollably, especially at the sight of her hands that were bleeding from being cut by the sharp ice on the ground.

She was, after all, just a twenty-year-old young woman.

 

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps crunching on snow and ice sounded, and a moment later, a pair of black handmade men’s leather boots appeared in front of her.

“Huh?” Teary-eyed, she blinked and then lifted her head.

 

“So, are you enjoying your new life of silence at solitude at the temple?”

The man who had just appeared before her glimmered under the dazzling sunlight like a god that had just descended from heaven. The sight was so surreal Ichika thought she must have been dreaming.

“H-Hubby?”

“Who’s your hubby? You’re a nun now. Where would you get a husband?”

Gazing down at her loftily, the man wore a cool expression on his handsome face. Even his eyes were chilly as he gazed at her unwaveringly.

Ichika fell silent.

Her face paled a little as she averted her gaze and struggled to get off the ground.

He’s right. I don’t have a husband anymore. I guess I am really dreaming.

Once she got back on her feet, she picked up the two cracked buckets and began staggering in the direction of the temple.

“Think carefully before you take another step, Ichika. If you choose to go back to that place now, I am going to leave and never come back again. I’m not as selfless as you imagine. I’m only an ordinary man, vulnerable to hate and resentment like everyone else. I only came here today to give myself a chance, as should you!” Solomon’s voice rang out from behind her.

He did not attempt to coax her.

From his bloodshot eyes, it was evident that he had endured the past few days in a torturous state.

Thus, the words he just uttered were not altogether pleasant to the ears either. Instead, they went straight to the point and conveyed his attitude plainly.

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