Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

My son!

That’s my other son!

Sasha was nearly in hysterics as she jumped at the chance to tell the boy the truth.

But at that moment, the piece of scum kneeling in front of Ian cut in, saying, “She’s no one. If you don’t want to go to preschool today, Luke can bring you downstairs to play and get a snack.”

Ian immediately nodded at the mention of food.

Sasha could only watch helplessly as Luke brought the child away.

“Why did you tell him I’m no one? He’s my son!”

“Oh, really? As far as I’m concerned, his mommy is dead. She has her own gravestone at the cemetery and everything.”

Sebastian walked over to the wine cooler to pour a glass of red wine for himself, elegantly drinking from it as he sat on a sofa in the living room and ignored Sasha’s presence.

Although infuriated, she knew deep in her heart that what he said made sense.

He’s right. From this son’s point of view, I’m dead. How am I going to explain things to him if I ask him to call me “Mommy”? Am I going to tell him I was actually alive after abandoning him all those years ago?

Sasha’s face as she

you get it? Do you still want me to tell him

fists so tightly

you want? If you don’t want our son to know I’m his mother, why did you bring me here? Do you still want me to diagnose you? I’ve told

“You’re thinking too deeply into it. You may be a jack of all trades, but you’re a master of none. I’m not so dumb as to put my life

had grown so furious that

why did you bring

you know the suffering you caused when you “died”? Do you know the pain that

tirade, Sebastian’s tone had grown

through narrowed eyes, resisting the urge to rip her up into pieces even as he

could I ever forget

been endlessly kind to her all those years ago, even when his own

never really talked

her family. When the Wands had become bankrupt and Sasha’s mother passed away from the shock of her father being in jail, her aunt had taken up the responsibility of looking after what remained of the Wand family. Aunt Sharon had truly

her by faking

shut to block Sebastian’s words

ended the way they did because you agreed to the marriage!

is

after having grieved over her death for five years, he would at least show some mercy, but all he did was rip her old wounds apart

her from the inside, completely consuming