The Love that Never Really Dies (Sasha and Sebastian)

A memory surfaced in his mind.

When he was young, Frederick would often give him candy. Even though he did not like eating candy, the latter would still coax him into finishing it.

And they were the same as the one in his hand.

What does all of this mean?

Who am I? Who are my real parents?

“Who did you say is dead?”

“Y-Your… biological father. And this lady is your mother. She’s actually Mrs. Hayes’ younger sister. Back then, your father wanted to marry your mother immediately after they fell in love, but he met an accident before he could. Your mother was pregnant with you at that time. She couldn’t take the news and go mad after that.

“Later on, Mr. Hayes took her in. After you were born, Mr. and Mrs. Hayes brought you up as their own. Mr. Hayes was afraid your mother might wander off alone, so he built a place for her to stay in the basement.”

Wendy recounted everything Frederick had told her before.

However, she did not know that Frederick lied about something.

He chose not to tell Sebastian the whole truth. Perhaps he was afraid the powerful families in Jadeborough might bring calamity upon him after knowing the truth.

Sebastian froze on the spot.

Even though half of the truth had been left out, this news was already too much for him to digest.

Frederick Hayes isn’t my father.

 And that I’m the one

is dead, and my birth mother has gone

me because of my illness. In order to protect me, he was even willing to kill, always making sure to make

to create a safe

how did

to him at his funeral

that was holding the photo

he heard himself asking, “Who else

Mr. Hayes entrusted me with this information, so he must’ve known what

living room was blanketed in silence, and the air was

he thought of that

couldn’t bring himself to delve further into

then I understand why he

me thirty-five percent of the company’s current share distribution ratio? This means

what was his

at the military hospital, the look Channing gave me

son had returned, then Channing, his subordinate who followed him for so many years, wouldn’t have looked at me like

disbelief, and a hint of regret surged in his

that more cruel truths would surface in his mind,

got

properly

about you?”

Soon, the sound of him going

in such a hurry? Doesn’t he care about his own

Saul grumbled in his