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 lived

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

and replied, “If that’s the case, can you give me back

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 to

and glared at him, like a

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

pinched him. He is only five years old, Sebastian. I gave birth to him; he is very much valuable to me. If

being utterly exhausted, she peeled herself off the ground

of believing her words, Sebastian pushed her away

return to the Hayes if you chased Xandra away? Is your goal to be Mrs. Hayes