Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

“Sebastian is coming back?”

The eight-months pregnant Sasha was folding the newly bought onesies in the nursery when she heard the housemaids’ conversation. He’s coming back? Is it because my due date is approaching?

Her heart was bursting with joy until her hands trembled.

Although Sebastian was the baby’s father, she had only met him once on their wedding night. He never showed up after that.

With watery eyes, she caressed her pregnant belly. “Oh, my baby, I know your daddy doesn’t like me, but it’s okay. I will be happy as long as he’s here to witness your birth.”

A smile of joy and satisfaction lit up her face.

Two days later, Sebastian was finally back after disappearing for ten months.

When Sasha heard the news, she held her baby bump while carefully trotting out of her bedroom to meet him.

As she looked down from the top of the stairs, her face turned ashen. Apart from the man whom she missed a lot, she saw a woman standing next to him in the living room.

“Sebastian, I asked you to come back to take care of Sasha. Why did you bring this woman back?”

“Don’t you know why? I told you I have nothing to do with this marriage. The woman I want to marry is Xandra, and she’s standing next to me right now.”

In his black coat, Sebastian’s chiseled face held a frosty expression. The man exuded a cold aura while he levelled his father’s stare.

at his son’s words. “Don’t you know Sasha’s due date

drink on my wedding night. You know what, the baby doesn’t

fell into a dead

heart, tearing it to smithereens. At that instant, she experienced a temporary blackout of vision while the surrounding noises faded away.

she felt

Madam! Madam, you’re

“What?”

that instant, the housemaid’s shouts rang out

looked up to see the

legs from beneath her skirt to the

at the

Hayes! Building your happiness on your baby’s suffering and death. I

time she was speaking to him since the

onto the ground. Blood was

called out, “Quick! Send her

Sasha, who was unconsciousness, was rushed to

much. It has nothing to do with you. The whole arranged marriage is a

her words, the man who had never gotten angry with her suddenly shot her a murderous glare. He bellowed, “Shut

face of his anger, she dared not to utter a single word. Sasha Wand, you b*tch! I hope