Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover novel Chapter 1892

Ian merely stood there, watching how Susan went about starting the fire. She blew on the blackened coals until red flames really did start slowly appearing.

Suddenly, there was a crackle as the fire flared and spat sparks.

Susan's mind went blank. Before she could react, a hand had already moved in front of her face to shield her, and she felt herself getting pulled backward swiftly.

Everything happened so quickly that Susan was still in a daze after getting dragged backward.

"Ian? What happened to the two of you? Are you okay?"

Vivian was setting the table in the living room when she noticed the commotion and rushed toward them worriedly.

Susan finally returned to her senses, instantly realizing what had happened. She straightened her back immediately as if by reflex while she stood in the arms of the person behind her, then turned to grab the hand he had quickly retracted.

"Are you okay, Ian? Let me see your hand."

"I'm fine," he replied, stubbornly refusing.

He did not let either of the two girls take a look at his hand. After all, a minor injury like that was nothing to a man like him.

The two ladies usually appeared gentle and weak. However, at such a critical moment, Vivian came up from behind and grabbed him forcefully. As for Susan, she was even bolder!

She wrapped her arms around his, practically latching onto his arm.

"Just hurry up and let me take a look!"

He stared at them, speechless.

What are these two creatures?

The veins in Ian's head throbbed even worse when he swept his gaze over to Kurt. Not only had the latter not stepped forward to lend a helping hand, but he wore the expression of someone watching a good show instead.

In the end, Ian showed them his hand.

He only realized how badly injured he was when he showed them his hand and saw that it had begun to blister.

"Oh my goodness! That's serious! Quick, I'll take you to the doctor's."