Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

“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 the preschool

There you are! I thought you don’t want us

four was not considered late. But as soon as she got there, her two little kids came running toward her. They leaped into her embrace and began to whine like the children

did most

in front

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

“Really?”

was happy to hear that. She gave Sasha a tight hug and kissed her on

merely hugged

sense that something was amiss about their

possible that… Mommy went there

face

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

that place, she

the meantime, you and your sister should get your homework

“Sure, Mommy.”

Matteo led his sister to the living room and took out their homework from their schoolbags. He spread out his sister’s homework, got out her pencil which had a butterfly figurine, and placed it nicely in front of her. After

I have to make a phone call. Do your homework here, alright? Cover for

you

girl’s pair of large eyes widened in anticipation. The way her eyelashes fluttered made

mood today, so I want to ask Ian if she’s

If Daddy’s been bad again, then

heard that Mommy was being bullied again, her chubby cheeks flushed red with rage as she flapped

hurried to his room

he could dial the number, there was already a text message waiting for him. He clicked on the message