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Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover novel Chapter 364

The television was unplugged outright when updates became far and few between, after which she reacquainted herself with the darkness which had been her constant companion in the room with all the curtains drawn.

Three days later, a thunderous thumping was finally heard upon the door.

“Open up, Sasha! Or else I’m going to bust my way in!”

Though the woman wrapped tightly in the comforter heard the man, she flipped herself around and pretended that she did not.

And so, the door was finally kicked open from the outside.

“Frigging hell!”

 

The bright blue sky outside delivered an instant contrast to the pitch-black interiors beyond the door, and that shocked him into a cold sweat.

Could something have happened to that silly woman?

 

Brandon burst in and shouted as he switched on all the lights, “Where are you, you idiot? Are you dead? Come on out!”

However, Sasha remained hushed under the sheets.

“There you are. Damn it. You almost scared me to death!” Brandon dashed over in glee after he discovered the little mound on the bed.

The disinterested woman arched away and pulled up the blanket over herself. “Why are you here? Get out!”

Brandon was rendered speechless as he had never been treated so shabbily by this woman. Finally irked, he yanked the blanket off her in its entirety.

“Why am I here? You’ve gone and disappeared for three days straight. People were starting to think that you’ve been murdered and dismembered.”

“You’re insane!”

Mired in a state of desolation, Sasha clambered up with the intention of reclaiming possession of the comforter, which she had been robbed of.

But there was no way Brandon would return it to her.

With the blanket in hand, he ran straight for the window and started to pull back the curtains which had been left drawn in the past three days.

On the bed, Sasha reflexively raised both hands to shield her eyes when she felt the pain induced by the sudden burst of light which seeped in through the window.

“What are you doing, Brandon? Hurry up and close them.”

“Uh. Would you take a look at yourself? Getting all depressed over a little ticking off by that woman? Where has the old Sasha Wand disappeared off to?”

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