Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

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Chapter 1365 Sleep In My Room

At that moment, Aoi called out, “Himari, what are you doing up there? Come downstairs!”

When Himari heard that, she quickly left Ichika’s room.

As she walked out, she grabbed a hairpin from the dressing table and slipped it into her pocket. The diamonds on it

must be real, right?

When she got downstairs, one of the guests asked, “So, this is the Minamoto family’s eldest daughter?”

“She’s gorgeous, and she has a dignified aura,” another person remarked.

Someone else nodded and said, “You’re right.”

It turned out that the ladies from the Hayes family were curious about Himari. Ichika was so cute and endearing, so

they wanted to see what her older sister was like, and they were pleased with what they saw.

Since Himari and Ichika shared the same parents, the ladies guessed that Himari would be just as beautiful and

charming. When they finally met Himari, they broke into satisfied smiles. None of them had the slightest inkling of

Himari’s true nature.

As for Himari, she played her part as the eldest daughter of the Minamoto family to a tee. She was respectful,

modest, and gentle.

The ladies’ impression of Himari soared when they saw that.

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Some even thought of introducing her to the unmarried men in the Hayes family, hoping they could make a match.

However, Himari sneered at the suggestion inwardly. Do they think it’ll be that easy to have me marry into their

family?

At the end of the night, they sent off the guests. Since there were still no housemaids at the villa, Wendy decided to

stay behind.

She turned to Solomon and asked, “Which room will Mrs. Minamoto be staying in tonight? I’ll go and run her a

bath.”

“The second floor,” Solomon replied, pointing upstairs at once.

With that, Wendy hurried off to prepare the bath.

Suddenly, Himari piped up, “How many rooms are there on the second floor? Ichika, I saw a pink-themed room

upstairs. Is it yours? Don’t you sleep with Solomon?

As soon as she said that, the expressions of everyone in the living room shifted slightly.

Aoi already knew about it, and it was the sole reason why she had come to Avenport in the first place. But even if I

do know about it, how could I mention it in front of Solomon? It’s too embarrassing.

Hence, Aoi remained silent.

Solomon replied calmly, “No, that’s Vivi’s room. She stays here sometimes. Our room is on the third floor. Wendy,

why don’t you change the bedding in Vivi’s bedroom and let Himari sleep there?”

Ichika, who had turned deathly pale at Himari’s question, spun around to stare at Solomon. A look of joy flashed

across her eyes, then her cheeks flushed. Does that mean… we’re sleeping in the same room tonight?

Her heart was pounding so fast that it felt like it was going to leap out of her chest.

Meanwhile, Himari was furious. I wanted to expose them and humiliate Ichika, but my plan backfired!

That night, the couple who were married in name only slept in the same room. It was also their first time sharing a

room since they got married.

“Darling, I-I can’t go to my room downstairs to get my pajamas. Otherwise, H-Himari will find out,” Ichika

stammered.

She looked around uneasily at the room done up in cool-toned colors. It was not unfamiliar to her, but it was her

first time spending the night there. As she watched him shrug off his jacket, she found that she could barely speak

properly.

Unsurprisingly, her face was as red as a beetroot.

“Hmm,” Solomon murmured as he undid the clasp of his watch.

After setting the watch aside, he walked over to the closet and took out one of his shirts. “Why don’t you wear this

tonight, then.”

“What?” she exclaimed.

Ichika stared at the shirt for a long time. It was long enough for her to wear as a dress. Blushing profusely, she

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finally reached out and took it from him.

It smells nice. It smells like him.

She secretly sniffed at the shirt, and a look of contentment spread across her face.

Solomon did not notice anything. Frowning slightly, he rummaged through the closet and found a brand-new bath

towel and some toiletries.

“Take these with you too. It’s getting late. You should go to sleep after washing up.”

“Okay,” she replied.

It warmed the cockles of her heart to see him so caring toward her. Happily taking the things he handed her, she

went into the bathroom.

As soon as the door closed behind her with a click, she began trembling from nervousness. Heat rose in her cheeks,

and her face flushed a deep red. She was so embarrassed that she could barely even look at her reflection in the

mirror.

What’s going to happen after I wash up? Are we…going to… Oh!

Her hands flew up to cover her eyes, and she blushed from her neck to her ears. She did not dare to think any

further. Hiding her face in her hands, she dashed into the shower.

She was a woman, and she was legally married to Solomon. Hence, it was natural that such thoughts would cross

her mind.

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