Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Wait a moment, aren’t we are a married couple? It shouldn’t be a big deal for me to sleep with him, then. That being said, he has been diagnosed with multiple personality disorder. Sebastian doesn’t even remember that I’m his wife.

A tremble skittered down Sasha’s spine.

“G-Good morning, darling,” Sasha stammered as she forced out a smile. I must look like a fool! Shakily, she lifted her hand and waved at him as a form of greeting.

Sebastian’s gaze darkened. “How long are you planning to lie on my body?”

Startled, Sasha looked down and finally noticed that not only were they on the same bed, the entire lower half of her body was pressed against him like an octopus.

F*ck! What came over me last night? Why did I do such embarrassing and idiotic things?

Sasha decided against replying and drew away from him like she had been electrocuted. Immediately, she ripped her blankets away as she leaped out of bed. “I-I’m going to prepare breakfast.”

With that, she scampered out of the room as fast as a hare.

The corners of Sebastian’s mouth twitched upward when he saw Sasha’s flustered image. With great effort, he managed to maintain his icy composure.

Jonathan is going to punish his own son? I may have underestimated him.

At the same time, he pushed the blanket off his body and caught sight of a wet patch of drool on his pajamas. With a single hand, Sebastian removed his shirt to reveal his toned and muscled torso. He then made his way to the wardrobe.

Sebastian’s muscular body was the result of his three-month training in the army.

grabbed her phone. Just as she was about to make a call to Oceanic Estate, the loud bang of the door being flung open made her jolt

The sight of his

can’t I get a break? It’s still the

Unconsciously, Sasha gulped.

shy gaze flickered toward him, the temptation he had

said in a low

at him. He

clearly, she blushed crimson red. Unable to resist Sebastian’s magnetic allure, she stepped

maintained

intentions. That’s right. Since he’s a patient, he needs my

hung her head to avoid his gaze and made her way toward the wardrobe. There, she began to

have a specific color preference? Is gray all

would be

a pair

his clothes, Sebastian remained rooted to the spot. His impatient glare was fixated

does he want me to

pick up again. This time, she was more

the warm flush spreading across her cheeks as

she remembered touching him was in her dreams. The closer she got, the more she felt her heart race in her

reached out a

wife.” Just as her fingertip grazed his warm chest, Sebastian asked a