Returning Back from The Dead–His Gorgeous Lover

eined hands tightly gripped his brother's shoulders, glancing down at the knife stabbed to his belly, his face filled wit

elly, his heart bled with hatred, he wasn't going to be moved by his sympathetic e

ed out with tea

t to be true, he shouldn't have come here, he should have stayed back at the mansion and avoided his brother, today was h

fe, you took everything

kne

ing weak, pale to the skin, was this how he was going to die? Was he never going to see their

o you, why? Why? Why is it always you?" He twisted the knife and

you," Blood dripped from his mouth. "You will alw

h over to me." He grinned wickedly, the other's expression widened in shock. "Oh, you don't remember." He laughed. "Let me refresh your memory, you signed it when you were drunk, thinking it was some land, no, it was your riches, brother, your riches." He took his eye

above it, waited for several minutes, there

." He

an to Ryan, and bowed before him, waiting for

ghing. "Everything is mine now."

ions, Master

m and rubbed the blood in his hands on

ow could he rub it on him, he could only hope he doesn't have nightmares at

othing is left detected, bring me

structing his other bodygua

"Goodbye, brother." He murmured. "See you

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er lovely husband to show up with all smiles. She is an attractive woman, wearing a white wedding gown, with her elegant makeup which brought out t

er entire life. She was ready to be a good wife, even if she dies, in her next life, she will still choose him to be her husband. They've

ng out and the priest was ready to cancel the wedding reception, if the groom d

ned the bride and went for his mistress realizing he didn't love her after all. While others were amused, ready and prayi

Alca

p, this wasn't like him, he is never the type t

and holding her son's shoulder. "Get married to her, to save our reputation. Pl

ire called Ambrose, the most perfect family in California, and getting t

ord." He smiled and kissed his mother on her forehe

u, son, make us proud." His stained vo

d his father held his arm and led him into the reception

air was well combed, everyone turned to look at him, he was well-made, like a Greek

s, smiling and blushing as she set

r