Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Chapter 42

“Impossible! I won’t teach you! I can knit Little Ian’s clothes myself. So why would I teach you?”

Xandra’s words agitated Sasha in an instant, and her mind was overpowered by the rising exasperation in her heart. Unable to hold herself back any longer, Sasha rejected impulsively, blurting out harsh words.

Usually, she was not an impetuous person. Yet, she tended to lose control easily when it came to her children.

Upon hearing her words, everyone’s face turned grim, especially Sebastian whose face fell.

“You’re really rude. How could you outrightly reject Ms. Green when she is sincerely asking you to teach her knitting? Who’re you to knit clothes for Ian? You sure are clueless about where you stand.”

Berta broke the silence by criticizing Sasha disdainfully. Every single word from her was of great sarcasm like a sharp knife piercing into Sasha’s heart.

Still holding her son, Sasha clenched her fists at Berta’s words.

“Berta, how can you be so disrespectful to Ms. Wand when she is willing to knit for Ian out of sincerity? Who are you to criticize her? You’re really acting out of line here.”

Unexpectedly, Xandra reprimanded the housemaid at once for being rude to Sasha.

She was still kneeling on the floor, clinging onto Sebastian’s legs, and there were tears on her pretty, flawless face.

as though she was defending

Protective of me?

her eyes and snickered. The woman’s pretentious

he saw how forgiving and magnanimous she was,

don’t have to degrade yourself by pleading with her. There’re actually many other things that you can

She raised her head and asked excitedly, “Sebastian, are you serious? Does it mean… you’re willing to forgive me? Sebastian, I-I’m so

this time, they were genuine and not crocodile’s tears; they were tears of joy for her

was trembling all

the fact that the man was totally oblivious to that woman’s cunningness. Can’t he tell

is deliberately turning a blind

matter what she’s done, he will still choose to forgive her. When I was eight months pregnant years ago, he even had the

son’s tiny body and

“Ms. Nancy?”

sense his mommy’s grief, so he hugged her

enduring all this while. Poor Mommy! Daddy’s really dense and doesn’t deserve any sympathy. Mommy made the

don’t

I will not let you get hurt no matter what. I will protect

at her son’s face, Sasha quickly wiped her tears away and

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