Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover novel Chapter 1812

“Ah, Ian! Welcome back! You're just in time for lunch! Go wash your hands and have a seat!” Susan greeted him with a surprised smile when she came out of the kitchen with the food.

Huh? Is she not mad at me?

Ian thought to himself in confusion while staring long and hard at her.

Not only was she not angry at him in the slightest, but she also had her usual warm and caring look on her face.

Feeling a little relieved, Ian replied with a nod, “Okay.”

He then put his bag down and went to wash his hands in the bathroom.

The atmosphere in the house returned to normal that day, and the three of them headed out together when the rain stopped later that afternoon. Because Timothy was in a hurry to attend a competition, Susan drove Ian to university using her moped instead.

“Ian, did your father say anything about the project you're in charge of? Is he satisfied with your performance?” she asked along the way.

Having gotten used to riding around on mopeds, Ian was casually reading through an electronic book while seated behind her.

“He didn't ask.”

“What? He didn't ask? Why not? Was he unsatisfied with your performance?”

Susan grew anxious when she heard that. She even slowed down a little just so she could hear him clearly.

Ian looked up at her when he noticed the sudden decrease in speed.

“The fact that he didn't ask me about it could also indicate something else.”

“What would that be?”

“That he doesn't need to worry about it at all!” Ian replied confidently.

Oh, wow... Okay... You know what? Screw it, I'm not going to ask any further!

Susan thought to himself as she continued the journey to the university in silence.

“Susan, Ian, nice to see you two back on campus again! I heard you guys took the day off and went home yesterday. What happened? Is everything all right?” Zaylynn exclaimed in surprise the moment she saw them.

Susan simply flashed her a smile and brought the moped to a halt so Ian could get off.

“You head on over to your classroom, Ian. I'll be in the Faculty of Business Administration. Give me a call if Timothy isn't able to pick you up when your class is over, and I'll come right over.”

“Okay.” Ian nodded obediently.