The Love that Never Really Dies (Sasha and Sebastian) novel Chapter 1888

Ian was dumbfounded.

Seeing that he was not moving, Susan threw herself at him. She wrapped her arms around him and buried her head in his neck groggily.

Purring like a cat in its dream, she pleaded with him piteously, "Ian, I was wrong. D-Don't run away again, please? It was all my fault. I'll never back down again. Let's be together happily from now on, hmm?"

Ian was thunderstruck.

He was as motionless as a statue, and his mind went blank. He could neither hear nor sense anything.

What's the matter with her? What did she mean?

Why did she plead with me not to run away and to be together happily from now? I'm her nephew. Isn't it preposterous for her to say so?

Her words had stirred ten magnitude turbulence in the young man's mind. Having lost some snippets of his memory, he was utterly overwhelmed.

"Ian, you're back." Right then, a familiar voice sounded behind him.

It was none other than Sigrun, who had surprisingly stayed up late to wait for them.

Ian came to his senses in an instant. He was about to pull Susan away from his arms and push her into the car.

"Hmm? What is Ms. Susan doing? Is she asleep? Let me help her upstairs." Sigrun volunteered, stifling her boiling rage. She had a hunch about the current situation from their interaction a while ago.

Ian was at a loss. The next second, he tightened his arms around Susan and said to Sigrun indifferently, "It's fine!"

With that, he carried Susan down from the car, slammed the door shut, and headed straight upstairs.

Sigrun was exasperated. A grimace distorted the sweet smile on her dainty face. Susan Limmer! Have you no shame?

That night, Susan had a good night's sleep.

"Aunt Susan, you're finally awake! Breakfast is ready.

I heard you visited your grandpa's old friend yesterday and retrieved his memorable belonging at an auction!" Vivian chirped, grinning from ear to ear. She had rushed into the room excitedly when she discovered that Susan was awake. Undeniably, she was like the dazzling sun that brightened up everyone's day in the apartment.

Susan felt refreshed after waking up from a deep sleep.

She got out of bed and whipped out the fountain pen from the auction the day before to show Vivian. "This is the one."

"Ian, we're leaving now! What are you doing?" Vivian called out to him.

"I'm not going!" he replied curtly.

Vivian was stupefied.

Meanwhile, Sigrun, seated in the living room, stood up and advanced toward his room hastily. "Ian, why did you suddenly change your mind? Didn't we decide on the plan during breakfast just now? I've already made an appointment with the farm owner." "You guys can go ahead yourselves." Ian was sitting in front of the computer. He did not even turn around.

Sigrun clenched her fists.

"Just let him be. Even if he joins US, he won't fish. After all, he only sits aside and watches US whenever we go out and have fun," Kurt said.

"Yeah, you got a point. Sigrun, it's all right. Since Ian doesn't want to go, just let him be. The three of US can still enjoy ourselves without him." Vivian rushed over to pull her arm and drag her away.

Seeing that, Kurt left with them with the fishing equipment.

Susan was oblivious to it as she was in the bathroom. By the time she stepped out, Vivian and the others had left. She cleaned up hastily and got ready to leave with her bag.q