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.

flow freely as he struggled to find words to expressed

his side and helped him into the building as Sasha

in the event she met him, and she

then, and

to tell Sebastian that he has a daughter too. Maybe

did you come back? Where have you been the past few years? How were things there?” Frederick asked

with a start. “I’ve been back for a while,

How am I

Sasha fell silent.

know

just to meet him? Why doesn’t he

bewildered expression resurfaced in her

looked like he really didn’t know that

he say? ‘You’re

hide the truth from his

he do

Just… why?

stomach

you don’t want to,” Frederick said with a wave of his hand

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