The Love that Never Really Dies (Sasha and Sebastian)

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.

call to Oceanic

The sight of his buff figure made her flush

get a break? It’s still the crack of

Unconsciously, Sasha gulped.

flickered toward him, the temptation he had fought so hard to resist

Sebastian said in

gaped at him. He wants me

blushed crimson red. Unable to resist

for a shirt.” Sebastian ignored her on purpose as he maintained his emotionless

Since he’s a patient, he needs my help changing

her head to avoid his gaze and made her way toward the wardrobe. There, she began to search for a suitable

have a specific color preference? Is gray all right?” Sasha

would

pair of gray sweats. She had

had selected his clothes, Sebastian remained rooted to the spot. His impatient glare was fixated intensely on her. It looked like he

does he want me to help

pick up again. This

across her cheeks as she carried the clothes over to

fact, the last time she remembered touching him was in her dreams. The closer she got, the more she felt

reached

we are husband and wife.” Just as her fingertip grazed his warm