Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

What kind of a lifestyle is this?

Sasha did not know much about Sebastian's work, but she could see how exhausted he was every single day. He would literally fall asleep as soon as he hit the bed. In addition, he always wore a frown any time of the day.

He also seemed to have gotten a lot thinner.

“How is it? Has he signed yours?”

“Not yet. It's been two days, but I'm still queueing for my turn.”

Just then, she overheard some chatters outside of the office.

Tilting her head to take a peek, Sasha saw that two men dressed in suits were waiting in line to discuss business with Sebastian.

Their grim expressions said it all.

“Me too. Actually, I find it strange that we must all get his approval when he's not representing the White House. Why must it be this way since he has decided to stay here instead of working at the White House?”

“Shh!” the other man gestured to the first guy to lower his voice.

“Beware, walls do have ears. It's fine that you're telling me this, but never say a word elsewhere.”

“I...”

“I know that you're dissatisfied, but there's no other way to get through this. He's the man who has all the power—whatever he says goes. White House? Hmph! That's just his marionette.”

said as the duo continued

Sasha felt a wave of fury surge within her. She clenched

responsibilities and careful planning to ensure that the foreign countries aren't preying on us. Had it not been for his selfless love

Sasha was on the

she suppressed her anger and remained inside the office to wait for

got back to the room, she started chatting

baby boy this afternoon. When are you free? Let's go back

baby

a headache after back-to-back

updates in the group chat.

have my hands full. Go ahead if you want to pay them a visit. I'll

working, does he? Even worse, he's asking me to

a volcano. She stood up and strode forward to meet his

about things that didn't concern you. But, take a look at yourself now. You're assuming all sorts of responsibilities and biting more than you can chew. Are you planning on resolving every single matter in this country

made him pause

and looked at the woman who went

“Darling, you...”

be grateful for the things you do for them. We're just ordinary people. There's no need to push ourselves

Her eyes were red-rimmed because of her rage

I think that it's an outright humiliation when others insult his hard work poured out for

where she was coming from. He put his pen down, rose from his seat, and went

sorry for putting you through

and