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?

drained from Sasha’s face as she chewed on

her, “Now do you get it? Do you still want me

clenched her fists so tightly that her knuckles

know I’m his mother, why did you bring me here? Do you still want me to diagnose you? I’ve told you

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 in

so furious

did you bring me

Sasha, do you know the suffering you caused when you “died”? Do you know the pain

tone had grown fiercer than she’d

eyes, resisting the urge to rip her up into pieces

forget Frederick

endlessly kind to her all those years ago, even when his own son didn’t like her and

that, he never really talked

was Aunt Sharon and 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 cared and worried

her by faking her

to block Sebastian’s words out. “That was all because

of me? Hah, way to push the blame onto others! Things have ended the way they did because you agreed to the marriage! Having to sleep with you was bearable if I used drugs, but no one forced you to

man is the

would at least show some mercy, but all he did was rip her

gut-wrenching agony clawed at her from the inside, completely