Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Chapter 142

“I’m sorry, Frederick!”

With that, Sasha started crying.

Frederick slowed to a halt and stared at her while panting heavily, his eyes turning red immediately.

“You… you’re still alive? Why didn’t you… why didn’t you tell me? Don’t you know how depressed I was for the past few years?” he asked, his voice shaking uncontrollably.

As onlookers watched in much shock and disbelief, Frederick began to sob like a child, despite being over seventy years old.

Sasha’s fingers dug into her palms painfully.

She looked up to meet his eyes pleadingly. “Yes, Frederick, it’s all my fault. Please don’t be too hard on yourself.”

She offered him her hands, as though she was waiting for him to punish her.

Frederick simply stared at her wordlessly, the lump in his throat making it hard for him to say anything.

It reminded him of the older times, where she would stand before him and let him scold her as he wished whenever she made a mistake.

He used to be decisive in his punishments, but as he stared at his long-lost daughter-in-law crying before him, he found himself hesitating.

his tears flow freely as he struggled to find words

by his side and helped him into the building as Sasha followed them

what she should say in the event she met him, and she had

had passed since then, and now she had kids

Sebastian that he has a daughter

years? How were things there?” Frederick asked after he had a sip

looked up with a start. “I’ve been back for a while, Frederick. I thought

still alive! How am I supposed to know where you went or when you

Sasha fell silent.

didn’t know about my

back just to meet him? Why doesn’t

expression resurfaced in her mind

didn’t know that I

say? ‘You’re still

guy hide the truth from his own

would he

Just… why?

her stomach the more

You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to,” Frederick

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