Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Sasha’s hand froze on the door handle as she saw the boy. “Little Ian! You’re up! Why didn’t you go downstairs for breakfast? You’re not hungry? Why aren’t you wearing your jacket?”

Ian looked at her speechlessly and turned to leave.

Sasha was taken aback.

She hastened her steps behind the boy, wondering what he was up to early in the morning. She followed behind him closely as he went towards a hanging garden.

Wow! I can’t believe he has the entire playground in the garden to himself. I guess this is how rich people live.

Sasha brought breakfast over to the garden and put it on the marble garden table as she watched Ian play on his own.

“Little Ian, why don’t we have breakfast first? You can continue playing after you have eaten.”

“No!” Ian shouted.

Gosh, this boy is really giving me a hard time. It’s either he doesn’t talk, or he’s defiant when he does. I hope he’s like his younger brother. Matteo is way more obedient. He takes his meal like a good boy at least.

Sasha went over and squatted down beside Ian, thinking how she should get him to eat. “Little Ian, I’m sure you want to meet Daddy after breakfast? I promise I’ll bring you to him after you eat.”

“Promise?” The boy turned his head immediately and asked.

A smile broke on her face when she finally elicited a response from him.

person. From his reaction, I’m sure

her lips in jealousy

wait, Sebastian Hayes, I will replace you

made. When Berta came over to clean up, she was surprised to see all the

you really finish everything?” she asked,

the matter?” Sasha answered on Ian’s behalf

just a normal portion for

had

would not eat a

clearing the table and washing the dishes in the kitchen, Berta pulled out her phone and called Xandra. “Ms. Green, you have no

rang from the other side of the

flowers fell to the ground as Xandra clenched the scissors in her hand

to worry about Ian. After he went out, I cooked something simple for Ian. As expected, he refused to eat it. I was thinking it would be a good chance to ask you to come over and make some food for him, but the woman came again

tone, it was obvious that she hated Sasha to the bone and

the other end, Xandra continued cutting the flowers quietly as she thought about what she should do. She maneuvered the whetted scissors in her hands agilely, snipping off one flower after another mercilessly until

called out after a

I’m fine as long as Ian is eating,” Xandra said, putting down her scissors before she softened her tone and asked how about the maid’s

be so nice to her. But it’s

see you around.” Xandra hung up