Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Unfortunately, Jackson was not interested in the family business at all. Hence, the once successful Blackwood family company was slowly declining under his management. If it weren’t for the intervention of his wife, Sharon, there was no telling what the company would look like now.

Sebastian decided to stop prying into Sasha’s life and just wait for her to finish the procedure.

“Ugh…”

Almost immediately, there was a flash of pain that struck his head, quickly followed by a numb sensation spreading all the way down his body.

Sasha gave him a cold sidelong glance. “Bear with it!”

Damned woman. I never said I couldn’t take it.

A few needles later, the painful throbbing in his head subsided considerably.

Finally feeling at ease, Sebastian’s mood lightened and he continued to ask her questions. “Besides this, what have you been doing while you were out of the country in the past few years? I mean academic achievement.”

“Academic achievement?” Sasha chuckled dryly. “Mr. Hayes, I’ve been solely focused on surviving for the past few years. I wasn’t on vacation, nor did I have time to pursue an academic degree.”

“So you’re telling me that after failing the university entrance exam all those years ago, you never resumed studying after leaving the country?”

“Yep, I never continued studying. My education level is still at the high school level. So what about it? Do you regret letting me into your fancy, schmancy house? And you even let me treat your illness.” Sasha retorted, her tone was sharp and defensive as she set down the needle.

once in

Of course, her top priority when bringing her children to a foreign land would be surviving. Where would she find the

pain and the suffering she had

up on her academic career not because she didn’t pass the university entrance

most famous School of Economics, as well as the full scholarship that she

nearly bent

didn’t think she would get so worked up over the subject. He’d only asked her some questions in order to confirm something. But why did she lose her temper all of a sudden? Does she blame me for not getting

What a crazy woman!

over and he

she’d written his prescription on, and her handwriting on the paper would match the Jetroinian handwriting on the paper she’d left

this woman

dizzier with every passing

day. She quickly set down the written prescription on a table and packed up her bag

place and never wanted to

his mouth and said, “Your request about letting Ian go to preschool. If you

Huh?

in her

soft as soon as her children were involved. It didn’t matter how indignant she felt, or how much pain she was