The Love that Never Really Dies (Sasha and Sebastian)

Her face turned pale. Seeing that she had stabbed herself with the knife without any hesitation to save the child, Sebastian’s words weren’t as hurtful as compared to what he would say in the past. He was right; she didn’t have the right to see Ian because she had abandoned him once. If she were to meet him as his mother and tell him the truth, wouldn’t that be doing him more harm? “Madam, it’s not true when you stated that Mr. Hayes did not want this child.

All these years, he has been treating Ian very well and is very involved in his life. Do you know why he always accompanies Ian for treatments? It’s because Ian’s physically weak and has a rare blood type. Mr. Hayes worries that if he is gone for too long, something bad might happen to Ian. That’s why he’s always by his side.”

It took quite a while before Sasha lifted her head and asked, “Rare… blood type?” Luke nodded. “Yes. Same as you, his blood type is RH negative. That year, after his premature birth, Mr. Hayes flew him to Dartford Hospital that very night to save him. Madam, there’s really no need for you to doubt if his capability as a father.” Luke told her everything earnestly. After hearing that, Sasha was speechless. Her expression darkened suddenly. She felt as if Luke’s words had shaken her to the core.

“I understand. You can go now. Thank you for last night. And, you should… stop calling me “Madam” from now on. That’s not my position anymore, lest your president becomes upset if he hears it.” Luke seemed as if he had something else to say, but he let out a sigh, turned around, and left the room.

Sebastian and Sasha’s agreement for not letting Ian meet her, the boy suddenly appeared at her cabin just when the boat was about to arrive at their destination. “Why are

here? Did you run out on your own? Isn’t your daddy watching over you?” “Why would he watch over me?” He turned around impatiently and walked away with his drone controller in his

He was exactly like his father, even though he was only five years old. Sasha’s heart ached at the thought. Immediately, she followed him from behind and stood next to him while uttering cautiously, “I’m sorry, Little Ian. It was

trying to create a conversation with him. After Luke spoke to her that night, she couldn’t muster the courage to face the boy anymore. She was either afraid of saying the wrong things or feeling

shrank once more as she looked at the drone. “By

immediately set out to look for tinfoil. She had learned that method from Matteo. Even