Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

What did he say?

This is all my fault?

Sasha was stunned with a buzzing sound in her ears. In an instant, her face drained of all color.

She had never thought of this possibility.

“What? Nothing to say? Weren’t you acting all righteous just a while ago, accusing me of not taking good care of your son? Why aren’t you saying anything now? Go ahead, ask me more. I promise that there’s a lot more you don’t know about.”

Faced with her silence, Sebastian’s tone became harsher. His handsome face seemed to be the biggest mockery of all, and the sight of it seemed to twist the knife further into her heart, causing every cell in her body to scream in pain.

Sasha squeezed her red-rimmed eyes shut, enduring the excruciating pain in her heart.

“Yes, you’re right. All of this happened because I abandoned him. I admit that I have failed as a mother, but what about you, Sebastian? Are you completely innocent? If you hadn’t brought that woman home when my due date was approaching, would things have turned out this way?” she refuted.

She believed that if she was at fault, then he as a father was to blame as well.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she finished speaking, the man scoffed with disdain.

“Are you saying that it’s my fault? Have you forgotten that it was you who shamelessly wanted to marry me? If it wasn’t for you, would something like this have happened? How dare you pin the blame on me? All of this sh*t started because of you!”

deafening silence shrouded the

shine brilliantly outside, which was a stark contrast to what Sasha was feeling. She felt as if there was a hole in her chest, allowing harsh winds to gush in and chill her to the bone. All that was left in

pain was so strong that gradually, her

Why is this happening?

enough?” Why did I come here to humiliate myself

slowly curved into

I don’t have the right to talk to you about responsibility. I was the one who shamelessly married you back then, leading to everything that has happened up till now. It’s my fault, Sebastian. It’s all my fault. If I could turn back time, I’d rather jump off

Even then, she looked at him with a smile on her face, one that was filled with regret, as she told him that if given a choice, she would rather

Sebastian’s mind went blank.

seen this look on her face, let alone heard her say such

does she look like

him deeply. Even when he showed up with Xandra five years ago and she collapsed in a pool of her own blood, her eyes

couldn’t discern

desolate and barren land. Besides her pale complexion, her face

winking out of existence, only

the pen between

with his shower, but he doesn’t want to wear

Luke pushed open the door and came in, saying that