It's Hans Montrose, it really is him!
Melody Thorne's hands, holding the flowers, trembled with a subtle excitement, and her heart felt like it was revived, pounding in her chest. Her eyes turned red, as if seeing the dearest person. She still remembered how in the previous life he got involved because of her and died for her.
She is alive, and he is alive too, how wonderful!
"Hans Montrose," Ivy ran forward, standing before the man with the flowers, hoping to seize the opportunity to show off in front of everyone and elevate her status, "Welcome back to the country."
Hans Montrose paused his steps slightly, glanced sideways, and asked, "And you are?"
Ivy "..."
It felt like she had been slapped hard in the face. Her expression was terribly unpleasant. She forced a smile, gritting her teeth, and said, "I'm Ivy, remember? We grew up together, are you joking with me?"
"Oh," Hans Montrose furrowed his brows slightly and continued walking forward, "I forgot."
Ivy "!!!".
