Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Chapter 11

Matteo gave the guards an annoyed look. “I got it. You can leave now.”

“Huh? Leave? But…”

“Do you want me to call Daddy?” Matteo asked haughtily.

The guards immediately shut up and exchanged panicked looks before. To Matteo’s surprise, they actually left the room.

This stuck-up Ian guy is awesome! He’s so powerful!

 

Matteo smugly walked around the suite. He was oblivious to the fact that the guards had only followed his orders because they knew they have to deal with Sebastian as well as Frederick if they annoyed Ian.

This isn’t a joke! Our jobs are on the line here! The kid has not one, but two secret weapons at his disposal!

Running away is the only option we have!

Matteo quickly lost interest in the fancy penthouse suite. He ran around in search of his mother.

“Mommy?”

“Who is it?”

Fortunately for him, he heard his mother’s voice as soon as he called out to her. Elated, he ran as fast as his short legs could take him towards the source.

“Mommy? What happened?”

Matt, why are you here? How did you find this place? Did anyone else see you? You

sofa, instantly jumped up at the sound of her son’s voice, hastily wiping away her

as soon as he realized she had been crying.

taking his hand in hers. “No, Matt. I’m fine. How did you get here? Did you come here to save me?

Matteo was

Mommy? He was never going to forgive him. When Matteo set his mind to protecting someone he loved, he would let nothing get in

scanned his environment, then walked over to the coffee table and picked up a

are you doing?” Sasha

Just leaving a message for

hand gripped the pen and swiftly wrote a

You’re dead!

“Matt!” gasped Sasha.

…

was with

had been losing sleep for a week now. His insomnia worsened last night when he found out that Sasha

this doctor couldn’t figure out what was

blunt, but something psychological might cause your illness. Now that your condition has worsened, prescribing Diazepam would be pointless effective.

“A psychologist?”

as he knit his eyebrows together,

could only sigh

diagnosis of mental illness well because no one wanted to admit that there was something psychologically wrong with themselves, especially if it was affecting them

end, the doctor could only prescribe a heavier dose

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