Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

What am I going to do? I’m not ready to meet his father yet! Besides, that scum and I agreed that he’d be the one to take me to see his father. That way, I’d have more time to make myself more presentable so that when his father sees that I’m sincere, he wouldn’t be as mad. That was the deal!

In her state of panic, Sasha was about to tuck tail and leave.

“Ms. Wand, where are you going?”

“Huh? Umm… I just remembered that there’s something I have to do. I’ll be back later,” Sasha formulated a response in haste.

Yeah, it’s not the right time. I’ll avoid him for now and come back here after he’s gone.

However, something seemed off about Berta this time as she tried to make her stay.

“Ms. Wand, Mr. Hayes is going to be here soon. Since you saved Ian and have been caring for him all this time, you should stay and meet his grandfather. He’s a nice person, so I’m sure he’ll be very grateful to you when he finds out that you’re his grandson’s savior.”

The housemaid’s attitude toward Sasha took a hundred and eighty-degree turn.

Sasha couldn’t help but feel skeptical.

Despite her rising suspicions, there were more pressing matters at hand, and she couldn’t be bothered figuring out Berta’s motives.

“No thanks. It’s not a big deal anyway. Well then, I’ll be leaving now.” With that, Sasha put down the bowl in her hand and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, Berta rushed over to grab her arm.

She was about to stop the latter from leaving when a small figure appeared at the stairs.

“What are you doing?” Ian asked. Having locked himself in his bedroom for the whole afternoon ever since Sasha brought up preschool, he finally made an appearance right then.

delighted to see him, she

there’s something I have to do back home, so I need to leave for a while, but I’ll come here again

Ian remained silent.

had come down at that moment. When he was upstairs, he had actually heard that his

why he

so scared? Why is she rushing to

be… scared of

it because she lied about being dead last time, then secretly took

was no change in his expression when he glanced at his mother, but a

“What?”

her tracks, and even Berta snapped her gaze to him with a look of shock

mean? Don’t

“Grandpa!”

to Mr. Hayes? How can we stop him from entering?” Berta instantly rejected, disagreeing with the little

Ian’s face turned gloomy.

short legs and went straight to

her daze and quickly

that his call had connected and he was speaking stiffly

Oh my God!

she had the sudden

why don’t you want Grandpa to come? You’re sick, so Grandpa just wants to see

“No need!”

as he stubbornly stood his