Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

To Sasha’s surprise, Sharon shrugged her off nonchalantly.

The words formed a lump in the former’s throat as she stood rooted on the spot.

Truth be told, Sasha had held her aunt in awe since she was young. Coming from different backgrounds meant they had little in common. After Sasha turned into an adult, the Wand family had brought upon their misfortune on Sharon. Out of a guilty conscience, she never dared to look her aunt in the eyes.

In the end, Sasha took her children and left for their rental apartment.

While they were alone in the courtyard, Jackson asked, “Sharon, are you still blaming Sasha for what happened in the past? She was just an innocent girl back then.”

“Xenia will be back soon. Do you think we’ll get to spend our days peacefully if Sasha’s children stay with us?” Sharon asked callously and left her wheelchair-bound husband behind.

Xenia was Sasha’s younger cousin. She used to hold a grudge against the latter.

Shortly after their departure, Sasha brought her children to the apartment she had leased beforehand. It was situated in Old Town, but there was a preschool that was nearby.

“Vivi, Matt, I have enrolled both of you in a nearby preschool. I’ll bring you there tomorrow, okay?” Sasha announced the plan she had for her children.

“Mommy, are we going to attend preschool in this city? Does that mean we’re not going back anymore?”

Vivian stared at her mother, open-mouthed, and expressed her disbelief.

of a sudden; she started recalling the times she spent with her friends in her previous preschool. She would miss her friends and her teachers

the little girl’s chubby cheek. “We’ll only stay here for a short period of time because I have to look after a patient of mine. Once I’m done, we’ll move back, okay? Can you please deal with

her mother’s assurance. “Alright, Mommy! If that’s the case, I’ll prepare

Matteo was occupied with the background check on Sebastian, the man behind Hayes Corporation. He decided to

was worthy of his mother’s

and

the heck is this scum that resembles me? Literally, he looks like

Matteo’s mind. He stared at

you doing? Can you come over and do me a favor? I can need an extra pair of hands

was in the middle of unpacking the stuff she had brought along with them. She had to repeat herself

Sasha in a daze. “Mommy, is

time unpacking their stuff. Therefore, she

the version of the white lies she had told her children. As she spent the past five years abroad, others would occasionally ask her the whereabouts of her children’s father

the children were older, they were naturally curious about their father. In order to save herself the agony,

scum is as good as

would forget about it as usual, but he continued to probe after a prolonged silence. “How did

by the question. She stuttered in return, “H-Huh? H-He died in… a-a car

was completely speechless by his mother’s