Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Sebastian’s expression changed.

His nerve had been touched. He had been so self-righteous and determined. But now, he had lost his voice.

His handsome face was an amalgamation of red and white.

“You’re lucky Sasha is well-mannered. She doesn’t hold it against you. Do you think you’ll be standing here still if it was any other woman?”

A few seconds later, the strained Sebastian murmured, “I wanted to compensate her. She didn’t want it.”

“Compensate? How much did you give her? Two hundred billion? Three hundred billion?” Frederick’s tone still carried a hint of rage.

Given the Hayes family’s wealth, Sasha deserved much more as the two children’s mother.

Sebastian kept his mouth shut.

He could not tell Frederick that he had only returned the one million to Sasha. If he did, Frederick would be even more livid.

Why should I give her so much money anyway?

All I did was lie, and I apologized. The matter is done. Why should we blow it out of proportion?

“Can’t speak? You jerk. I knew it! Fine, I’ll decide this for you. When Sasha comes, you bring out her identity. The two of you will go to the civil affairs office to get divorced today!”

you say?

stared at Frederick. He

her to marry you, now that you want her to return to the Wand family, she has to walk out of our family with her head held high. A piece of shit like you can’t be allowed

Sebastian was silent.

think about what he was saying, he uttered, “Who says I want

using such despicable methods? You even want to strike off her name from our household register. How is this not trying to sever ties

had been rendered

his throat. He wanted to protest but he

true that he had had this thought before he went through with

it was five years ago, or five years later, Sebastian never wanted to see Sasha. She was stupid, greedy, and shameless. Just the mention of her

her in Clear, he

to

realized that he

not what I meant.

misunderstood. It’s not that he doesn’t want to divorce me. He just doesn’t want to make a big deal out of it. He’s the president

to cobble together an excuse, a voice interrupted

two men fell silent

wearing a khaki-colored jacket with

was radiance in her simplicity. Her face was small and her complexion was clean. Her face looked like exquisite jade poised atop her high-collared wool jacket. Her bright eyes seemed cold, but they were full of light. She was so brilliant that no one