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.

sounded right. How could a person like him

even said it himself that it wouldn’t make any difference to him if she

closed her eyes slowly and replied, “If that’s the case, can you

say? Give

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

eyes and glared at him,

talking about? What do you mean by giving him a chance to live? He’s my son, haven’t

twisted Ian’s fingers even though he’s still 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 him anymore, I beg you to return him to me. I will raise him well out of your family’s sight.

Despite being utterly exhausted, she peeled herself off the ground and explained the situation

believing her words, Sebastian pushed her away as his chiseled face filled with disgust

do you want? Do you think can return to the Hayes if you chased Xandra away? Is your goal to be Mrs. Hayes again? Let me tell you, you can stop dreaming about