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 bottom

do you get it? Do

so tightly that her knuckles turned

what is it that 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 before, I

but

grown so furious that

you bring me

out? Sasha, do you know the suffering you caused when you “died”? Do you know the pain that everyone who

of his tirade, Sebastian’s tone had grown fiercer than

her through narrowed eyes, resisting the urge to rip her

forget

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

that, he never

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

to block Sebastian’s words

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

man is

over her death for five years, he would at least show some mercy, but all he did

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