Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover novel Chapter 988

She ended up casting the bucket of popcorn she had with her in his face and yelled, “What the hell is wrong with you?”

As she was at the top of her lungs, those around them heard their conversation and turned around.

Similarly, her response took the man by surprise. He felt humiliated since he had a relatively disheveled appearance with popcorn all over him.

He felt a strong urge to run out of the hall and stuttered, “I-I’m so sorry, Ms. Hayes! I-I’m just—”

“F*ck off!”

There was all she said. She couldn’t be bothered to waste the energy to utter another word to the man.

Similarly, the woman sprang up from the seat and brought herself out of the hall, leaving the man alone.

As others started picking on him, he felt his limbs turning stiff and thought it was time for him to leave as well.

Shortly after she made her way out of the hall, Sabrina hailed a cab.

It was then the man caught up with her and said, “Ms. Hayes, hold on a second! I’m so sorry for trying something rash! Can you please forgive me?”

How dare he get in my way?

Irked by the disgusting man’s response, Sabrina was about to reprimand him in front of others again.

In the nick of time, the man grasped her hand and repeated himself with his voice quivering, “I didn’t mean it, but I couldn’t stop myself since you seemed extremely alluring in the dark! I-If it makes you feel better, just slap me in the face! Can you please not leave me?”

Sabrina was shocked as the man’s voice was barely audible towards the end of his sentence as if he was truly apologetic.

What one earth is going on? Has he always been such an awesome sweet talker? Isn’t it too much of an exaggeration when we’re merely acquainted for a little more than a few hours?

Despite the doubts she had, she wasn’t as infuriated as before. She confessed in return, “I’m so sorry, Mr. Sheerwood, but I’m afraid things won’t work out for us since I don’t really have a thing for men like you.”

The man’s disappointment was written all over his face. In a final attempt to salvage his relationship with the woman in front of him, he asked, “Why?”