Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

“What are the bunch of you doing? Bring me the first aid box. Now!”

“Yes, Mr. Hayes.”

“Sebastian, you’re… finally here. Should… I be t-thankful that you… you still have a shred of humanity i-in you? Hearing… that I’m dying, you… came?”

After having to suffer for almost ten grueling hours, Sasha turned her head slowly towards the man and glanced at him with her puffy eyes. She had cried so much that there were no tears left.

Sebastian was infuriated. “Are you crazy? Just because I told my dad you’re alive doesn’t mean I’m afraid of you dying!”

“Really?” She gave him a miserable smile.

How could a person like him care whether she

even said it himself that it wouldn’t make any difference

replied, “If that’s the case,

say? Give him back

Sebastian. You… can hate me… despise me, or even… wish death upon me right now, but can’t you give Little Ian a chance

eyes and glared at him, like a trapped beast that had been

about? What do you mean

so young, and she even pinched him. He is only five years old, Sebastian. I gave birth to him; he is very much valuable to me. If you really don’t want

body trembled. Despite being utterly exhausted, she peeled herself off the ground and explained the situation to him while gasping for

her away as his chiseled face filled with disgust

you chased Xandra away? Is your goal to be