Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

“Mommy!” Matteo’s voice echoed loudly in the ward.

“Matt! My sweet little boy!”

Sasha hugged him tight as she called his name, her voice almost breaking in tears. She could not believe she was holding Matteo in her arms again just when she thought she had lost him.

In the meantime, Ian stood in the distance as he watched the exhilarated lot.

He also wanted to run into his mother’s embrace, but he did not dare to. It was his fault that his brother almost ended up dying, and it was his fault his mother was severely injured.

The guilty child stood still at his place, worried that his mother would not like him anymore and that she would never forgive him.

But amidst the excitement of meeting her two children again, Sasha turned around and blinked her watery eyes, looking for her eldest son. “Ian? Ian, why are you standing there? Come here…”

Sasha already knew that Ian had found out that she was his mother since Jackson had told her about it in the morning.

Ian’s face lighted up in joy when Sasha called out to him. He sped over and plunged himself into her mother’s arms.

Just as the mother and children were enjoying their reunion, a towering figure appeared at the door.

Sebastian’s silhouette was clearly defined under the rays of the setting sun. He had his hands casually tucked in the pockets of his slacks and had his suit unbuttoned, revealing a moss green handmade shirt underneath. He took a step forward into the room, stepping out of the sun before leaning against the wall. His sculpted face did not show a single hint of emotion as he stood there quietly, making the ambiance tense all of a sudden.

Sasha’s heart skipped a beat as she watched Sebastian came in.

here…” she greeted

him from the very beginning that his other son was still alive and was with

that kid right

Sebastian now and again, but he did not even look at her in

over to the table

unbearably stiff when Vivian finally spoke. “Mommy, I miss you so much. Look at my face. I’ve lost so much weight

The girl poked her head out of the

and stroke her

think my little

make me fried chicken when you feel better, Mommy? You always make

voice could simply

chubby cheeks and smiled at her daughter lovingly. Just as Sasha was about to promise her daughter, she felt a piercing gaze burning in her direction. She

his brows locked when he caught Sasha looking at him. All of a sudden, he became conscious of his actions and

girl, but every time he saw her being sweet to anyone but him, an unaccountable feeling of anger rose

I really look that

care of her for two days!

man and mustered her courage to

taking care of the kids for

towards her earlier, she was grateful

only tread carefully to see if he was

don’t have to thank me for taking care of my own kids,” Sebastian replied apathetically, “But