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.

to feel uneasy. Glancing at the food she brought, she reigned in her temper and insisted, “I personally

down with

brows drew together

because he ate the brownies

the possibility surfaced in her mind,

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

turned pale, thinking that

both of you

shirt. The moment he appeared, the noble and imposing aura he

he should be at

afraid that Ian’s condition would worsen after eating whatever

complaining about Sasha to

frantic. “No, I-I didn’t know that Little Ian 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 narrowed his eyes.

warmth swept across the food on the

fell sick

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