Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

However, a figure appeared behind her all of a sudden.

“Ms. Wand, where are you going?”

“Ahh?”

Sasha almost jumped out of her skin, instantly halting in her steps to look behind her as her heart raced with lingering shock.

“Oh, it’s you, Berta. I… I’m going upstairs to see if Little Ian’s awake.”

“You’re going up to see Ian? Ms. Wand, he isn’t awake yet, so don’t disturb him. Also, what did you bring here? Why does it look like that?”

Berta, who seemed to have materialized out of thin air, didn’t just prevent Sasha from seeing her son. She even poked her nose into Sasha’s business, asking about the things the latter had placed on the dining table.

Sasha explained, “Those are some pastries and medicinal soup I brought from home. I personally made them for Little Ian.”

“Ms. Wand, I’ve told you before that Ian can’t eat outside food. He’s sick, remember?”

Resentment was written on the housemaid’s face.

uneasy. Glancing at the food she brought, she reigned in her

down with

drew together at

sick because he ate the brownies I made

her mind,

she didn’t think that her food itself was the problem since she was confident in her own skills. However, listening to what the housemaid said, she began to suspect that Ian was

a possibility that couldn’t be ruled

turned pale, thinking that she had caused Ian’s

both of

the stairs, wearing a black tailored suit over a white shirt. The moment he appeared, the noble and imposing aura he emanated caused Sasha

thought he should be at the company

again. I was afraid that Ian’s condition would worsen after eating whatever she brought,

immediately began complaining about Sasha to the

fell sick because he ate the brownies I made. I-I really didn’t do it on purpose,” she stammered out an explanation, afraid that Sebastian would

Sebastian narrowed his eyes.

warmth swept across the food on the table

you that he fell sick