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.

food she brought, she reigned in her temper and insisted, “I personally made them. There won’t

knows? He did come down with diarrhea because of the

brows drew

sick because he ate

the possibility surfaced in her mind, she remained motionless on the

course, she didn’t think that her food itself was the problem since she was confident in her own

possibility that couldn’t be

turned pale, thinking that she had

both of you

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

he should be at the company

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

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 misunderstand her and never allow her to see her son

Sebastian narrowed his eyes.

food on the table before returning to stare at the woman who had her head

you that he fell sick because of the