The Love that Never Really Dies (Sasha and Sebastian)

Finally, Karl led Sasha out of the ward.

“Mrs. Hayes, Madam Frieda has just passed on and Mr. Hayes is very emotional. He doesn’t mean to hurt you. The incident this morning was very traumatic to him. Please do not take it to heart. Let him calm down.”

Karl led her out and then seeing her crying uncontrollably, tried to console her with some explanation.

She was trembling all over. Holding her handbag tight in her hands, her hands were so tightly clenched that her nails were digging into her palms, almost cutting into her flesh.

She had never been so frightened before.

Neither had she ever felt so sad.

However, after listening to this bodyguard’s words, she was somewhat comforted.

“I… I never meant to harm him or let his mother get harmed.”

“I know. It’s just that what happened last night was too traumatic for him. Madam Frieda was always mentally unsound. Perhaps, before this happened, Mr. Hayes and his mother did not bond very well.”

“Nevertheless, last night, on the train, when the Jadesons wanted to shoot Mr. Hayes, Frieda shielded him without hesitation. That was simply too much for him or even anyone to bear.”

When Karl came to this part, his voice was really solemn.

It was as if there was a heavy load upon him and he struggled to breathe.

Pitter patter. Sasha’s tears came splattering down again.

in her voice, she asked, “So,

first. Later, when he discovered that Madam Frieda was abducted by Devin’s men, he

Sasha listened without interrupting.

agonizing pain as if being cut by a knife. She stood

hide the truth from him. When I was imprisoned in Jetroina by Yancy, she told me this. Every day, she threatened to publicize

the bodyguard

so long she had kept this secret which was like a time bomb, threatening her every minute and every second, keeping her wary and exhausting

about it, she

when

knew about

been under extreme stress all this while. Furthermore, she cannot be

returned to

explosive vent just now, the ward had become quiet

that the man inside was in a worse condition than before. He sat there quietly, but he seemed

at the corpse on the bed, oblivious to

“Mr. Hayes…”

heart was pained

over to him and stood behind him. “Mrs. Hayes meant no harm. She did not know that not telling you would result in Madam Frieda’s death.

that it was

reaction nor response

bed with his head lowered, like a lifeless machine in total

never been like

blood was thicker than water. At the time when Frederick died, he had