Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover novel Chapter 1826

“To be filled with confusion and terror is like being completely engulfed in darkness. I would force myself to sleep, thinking that once I woke up, we would've returned to the past before anything had ever happened—to the time your brother was still your brother, or maybe to when I still hadn't met him. Do you know what we call that?”

Ian suddenly stopped talking and stared straight at the woman standing before him.

Standing in place, Yasmin now felt as though she had been stripped bare, and all her deepest thoughts had come to light.

It was as if the young man had completely seen through her with just his gaze.

What do we call that?

It's called running away. It's called numbing oneself out.

As a psychology major, Yasmin understood this concept more than anyone else did. Why is he suddenly telling me all this? Could he have found out about something?

The woman was so fearful that she tremored from head to toe.

But to her surprise, Ian then packed his books and got up to leave without another word.

Yasmin quietly watched him exit the hall.

The moment he disappeared, she felt as though she had lost every ounce of her strength.

Thud!

The young woman slumped to the floor, leaning against the door behind her after suddenly recalling how Ian and Susan had handed things over to the police right after discovering a lead.

That meant Ian was still giving her a chance.

Yasmin couldn't move at the thought.

Night fell.

Expectedly, Zaylynn had magnanimously invited every student from the Faculty of Finance to her place for a feast.

Susan stayed close to Ian all the while, worried he would feel uncomfortable.

Yet, he ended up doing better than she had expected. While he did furrow his brows upon arriving at the Neal residence, many of his classmates took the initiative to greet him, enabling him to blend in with them.

Seeing that, Susan eventually left him and headed over to the girls.

“Why didn't Yasmin come tonight?”

“You're right. I haven't seen her.”

After a series of chattering, one of the girls couldn't help but ask about Yasmin.

Susan had arrived just in time to hear that, and she stilled briefly.

“Is she not here?”