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.

tears flow freely as he struggled to find words

nursing home employee appeared by his side and helped him into the building as Sasha followed

event she

then, and now she had

daughter too. Maybe I should just come

Where have you been the past few years? How were things there?” Frederick asked after he had a sip of

“I’ve been back for a while, Frederick.

ago that you’re still alive! How am I supposed to know

Sasha fell silent.

know about my

back just to

and Frederick’s bewildered expression resurfaced in her

looked like he really didn’t know

he say? ‘You’re still

guy hide the truth

he

Just… why?

sank further into her stomach

wrong, Sasha? You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to,”

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