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!”

at

mouth agape. All it took from him was a short

board of directors of Hayes Corporation had to think twice about challenging his authority, but his son did

it. Sebastian glared at Sasha, implying his will to get his

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

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

“Sasha, I’m doing this because of my son! If you try anything silly, I’ll get your uncle and his family member to compensate for my loss

his mind? 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 ones all

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

once, Sebastian was at a loss for better words

cowardly woman who had married him back then to have the gift of

an agreement

the couch. She was amused at his complete

he afraid of my

to worry. It’s merely a needle that’s tinier than a bee’s sting. I can’t even

last time before closing his eyes

took out a few needles and administered them with skilled precision on his head to stimulate

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