Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Chapter 62

“Little Ian, it’s getting late. I have to go now.”

“Alright,” came a flat response from Ian, who was playing a game in the room.

Sasha rose from her spot and proceeded to put on her socks, ready to leave.

“So will you be coming tonight?”

“What’s that?”

“You said you would come over every night to treat Daddy’s illness.”

Ian’s fingers did not stop tapping on the game controller while his eyes remained glued to the screen. With that listless demeanor of his, if Sasha had not been staying with the boy in the same room, she might have suspected that he wasn’t the one who said those words.

Sasha lowered her eyes. For a moment there, she thought about telling him that she would not be coming that night.

In fact, she would not be coming anymore. She didn’t want to treat his daddy’s illness again if she could help it.

But as she stood there gazing at the boy’s little head and then at the medicine left on the table, she nodded in the end.

“Yes, of course I’ll come. You should go to sleep after you put on your pajamas, understand? I will come to check on you as soon as I arrive, alright?”

The boy remained quiet.

He felt embarrassed now that his secret had been discovered.

But he nodded in the end before shifting his focus back to the game.

Sasha left the house after that, feeling relieved.

hour later, at

I thought you

the preschool at half-past four was not considered late. But as soon as she got there, her two little kids came running toward

most of

the other hand, just stood in front

kids in her arms. “Now, why wouldn’t I want you two? There’s nothing I want in the world other than the two

“Really?”

She gave Sasha a tight hug and

Matteo merely hugged

hug, the clever boy could sense that something

went there again today, and something

beaming face

them to the supermarket to get some groceries before going home. She had to prepare dinner for them, clean up after that and then make a trip

of going back to that

meantime, you and your sister should get your homework

“Sure, Mommy.”

spread out his sister’s homework,

a phone call. Do your homework here, alright? Cover for

are you calling? Is it

The way her

nodded. “Yes. I realize that Mommy’s not in a good mood today, so I want to ask Ian if

Daddy! Alright, call him! If Daddy’s been bad again, then we’re

again, her chubby cheeks flushed red with rage

hurried to his

message waiting for him. He clicked

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