Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

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Chapter 1794 Let Her Be

“How heartless could you be, Ian?”

Ian, who was in the midst of reading a book, glanced up at her while looking visibly perplexed.

“Heartless? Getting your transferred is the best way to deal with you, and you don’t know how to be thankful?”

Thankful?

He’s actually using this word on me?

Yasmin was so indignant that she could only smirk at him.

“You’re right. You come from such a powerful family, while I’m just a commoner. I suppose any slightest bit of

charity from you is something I should naturally be grateful for.”

“What?”

Ian’s expression soured.

Yet, the young woman walked straight toward him. “Let me ask you this again,” she said sternly, standing next to

the lad. “Have you been kind to me all this time just because of my brother?”

“Is there something wrong with that?”

Ian frowned.

“I wouldn’t have let you off so easily if it weren’t for him. Also, my aunt insisted on giving you a chance. She said

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you’re still too young to have your life ruined, so I decided to trust her. I hope you use this chance wisely and stop

messing up.”

The furious young man couldn’t sound any colder than he did now, and there was naturally not a hint of warmth left

in his eyes.

Seeing that, Yasmin’s heart turned cold, and she suddenly thought back to all the times they had spent together –

from the first day when she was berated by him after touching his computer at the library to when they met again

after he fell off his bike.

Does he not have any feelings for me at all?

No, that’s impossible.

He always kept me company whenever I went out to get coffee or headed to work. And during all those times, he

always looked so gentle, and his eyes would look so warm.

With a clench of her fists, Yasmin walked out of the library, left campus, and took a cab to the hospital.

Meanwhile, a nurse was currently unwrapping the bandages on Susan’s fingers. The latter’s nails wouldn’t grow out

well if she kept her fingers wrapped up.

“Please bear with it, miss,” the doctor urged.

Susan’s face instantly paled.

Everyone in her family knew her lack of tolerance for pain. In fact, she had braced herself the whole time while

being hospitalized.

By the time the bandages were removed and some medication was reapplied, the ashen-looking woman’s

forehead dripped with sweat.

She was supposed to return to her ward after leaving the nurse’s office, but she bumped into a familiar face that

seemed to have come to see her.

“Yasmin? What are you doing here?” she called out after a brief moment of astonishment.

The one who had come looking for her was none other than Yasmin.

The latter was evidently surprised to hear Susan greet her after such a huge ordeal. It was as though nothing had

happened before.

Hence, Yasmin found herself unable to express the words she had long prepared in her heart.

“Yeah… I came to see you. H-How are you? Are you doing better?”

“I’m okay. I just got my bandages removed, and I should be out of here by tomorrow.

Beaming, Susan showed Yasmin her fingers that had just been tended to.

The latter didn’t know what to say.

Finally, she spoke after following Susan back to her ward.

“Ian wants me to transfer to another university. He said it’s the only way to make sure you’re safe, but I don’t want

to change schools. Coming to this school has always been my dream. I don’t want to leave.”

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Susan was speechless.

“So, can you transfer instead?”

Yasmin lifted her head and stared at Susan.

The latter certainly wasn’t prepared for this.

What’s with that frankness?

And that matter-of-fact tone?

Susan gazed at her blankly, seemingly having seen through the depths of the latter’s heart within those few

seconds.

It was Yasmin’s turn to fall silent.

In spite of having felt slightly enraged just a while ago, she watched the woman who was just a year older than her

retract her gaze.

“Then, can you guarantee that those guys behind you won’t cause me any more trouble?”

“What?”

Yasmin was taken aback.

She… knows there are people telling me what to do? Even Ian never brought this up.

“If you can guarantee that, I’ll change schools. If you can’t, then I’m sorry, but I won’t leave. I don’t want to have to

worry about getting hurt again even after I transfer.”

Susan calmly emphasized her terms.

Meanwhile, Yasmin froze in place as her ears turned red. This time, she really couldn’t answer Susan’s question.

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