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.

an hour later, at the preschool in

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

preschool at half-past 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

Vivian did most

stood in front of his mother, carrying

smile. She squatted down and took her two precious kids in her arms. “Now, why wouldn’t I want you

“Really?”

hear that. She gave Sasha a tight hug

Matteo merely hugged

boy could sense that something was

possible that… Mommy went

face immediately

brought them to the supermarket to get some groceries before going home. She had to prepare dinner for them, clean

to that place, she started to

going to make dinner. In the meantime, you and your sister should get your

“Sure, Mommy.”

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 that, he whispered into

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

are you calling?

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

I realize that Mommy’s not in a good mood today, so I want to ask Ian if she’s been treated badly at his place

been bad again, then we’re kicking him

heard that Mommy was being bullied again, her chubby cheeks flushed red with

his room to

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