Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Chapter 29

Ian had shown up in the nick of time!

No one expected the boy to show up right before the fight morphed into a full-blown brawl.

Sasha’s rage dissipated as soon as she saw her beloved son. “Ian? What are you doing here? Did we disturb your sleep?”

“What do you think?” Ian responded impatiently with a rhetorical question. He couldn’t stand others interrupting his sleep.

Sasha was no longer in the mood to fight. She sprinted over to her son’s side and coaxed, “I’m so sorry for interrupting you in the middle of the night, Ian. I promise you I won’t fight with your father anymore, okay? Why didn’t you put on an extra jacket? You should return to your room because it’s getting late. Hurry up and get going already! Otherwise, you’re going to catch a cold soon!”

She nagged like a doting mother, yet Ian had no intention to engage in a conversation with her.

He stood right where he was and cast a stern gaze at his father. “Daddy, you always tell me to see a doctor when I’m sick. Why are you behaving the other way round when a doctor is here? What’s holding you back?”

“Excuse me?”

Ian’s words took Sebastian by surprise. His son was siding with Sasha and forcing him into submission.

“If you don’t live up to your word, you have no right to scold me if I refuse to visit the doctor in the future!”

rolled his eyes at his father and left without another

son with her mouth agape. All it took from him was a

about challenging his authority, but his

his fists, cracking his fingers so loudly that others could hear it. Sebastian glared at Sasha, implying his will to get

you won’t let me check on your condition, I’ll leave, okay? I’ll

had no intention to pick another fight with him so she turned around and

my son! If you try anything silly, I’ll get your

Why does he make it sound as though I have no choice but to check on him? Is it really necessary to threaten me with my loved

halt and replied nonchalantly, “Sure! If I can cure your sleeping disorder, can you please be so kind as to stop threatening me whenever you feel like it? I don’t want my son to

a loss for better words

who had married him back then to

an

on the couch. She was amused

he afraid of

behind him. She started teasing the man. “Mr. Hayes, you don’t have to worry. It’s merely a needle that’s tinier than a bee’s sting. I

one last time before closing his eyes and calming

took out a few needles and administered them with skilled precision on

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