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

wouldn’t make any difference to him if

“If that’s the case, can you give me

say? Give him back to

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 that he

opened her bloodshot eyes and glared at him, like a trapped beast that had

about? What do you mean by giving him a chance

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

trembled. Despite being utterly exhausted, she peeled herself off the

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

Hayes if you chased Xandra away? Is your goal to be Mrs. Hayes again? Let me tell you, you can