Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

His woman?

Sasha’s feeling of panic and nervousness disappeared, replaced by her usual calmness.

She turned around and said coldly, “What if I refuse?”

Upon that, Xandra’s eyes widened in shock as she looked at Sasha’s face in a daze.

“Sasha Wand? It’s you! Why are you here?”

With a condescending smile, Sasha scoffed, “Ms. Green, what a strange question you’ve asked. I can come and shop if I want to. I don’t need to ask for your permission, do I?”

She didn’t even bother to hide her disgust and hatred toward Xandra.

“You!” Xandra turned red in anger.

Without sparing another glance at her, Sasha turned to face Solomon and said apologetically, “Sorry about that, Solomon. Could you please hand me my purse? We’ll leave after I pay for the coat.”

“Alright. Here you go.”

Solomon was standing by the side during the ladies’ exchange. He handed over the purse that he was carrying to Sasha at her request.

Seeing that, Sebastian’s eyes turned gloomy.

a man carry her purse if they were in a close relationship, just like Xandra would ask

Initially, he brought Xandra to the shop with the intention

of leaving triumphantly, he was so pissed that he wished he could strangle that woman

then, Sasha seemed to be facing

coat costs one hundred and eighty thousand, but the

out, “What?! A

so shocked that she forgot that there were two people in the shop, waiting

of the coat was almost twice the amount of her savings. How could she spend all her

of buying the coat just to defend her dignity in

Xandra and Sebastian were gloating over her

smug smile. He even pulled a chair over and sat down with

of your male friends over and ask them to pay for you? Let’s see if any

pay for you. Actually, you’ve misunderstood

previous aggressive manner, she offered to help Sasha pay

she trying to show to that scum that his wife-to-be is a generous and kind

the shop, the man standing beside her handed over a credit card to the

to Xandra. Then, he turned to face the staff. “We’re paying with my credit card. And also, please wrap the dirty coat in

tone in his voice resembled a tenor saxophone – smooth and

the shop was dead silent to the point that one could hear

an unexpected outcome to everyone,

the staff swiped the card and wrapped the dirty coat for them. Before she had even realized it, Solomon