The Love that Never Really Dies (Sasha and Sebastian)

Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover Chapter 1154

Edmund couldn’t believe his ears since Benedict actually acknowledged he was the one at fault for the first time.

He went dead silent when he recalled the sort of capabilities Benedict possessed. Otherwise, his father couldn’t have sorted out the issue on his behalf so soon.

It turns out I’ve underestimated him again! He’s way more influential than I think he is! If a member of the Senate is capable of this, what about the ones hiding behind the scene? Is his superior far more capable than him?

He tried his best to remain calm in spite of feeling overwhelmed. In the end, he agreed to return with his so-called father under one condition.

“She’s quite a pain in the ass since she’s not really in her right mind for most of the time. I’m afraid none of you can take her away against her will. I’ll get in touch with her brother and get him to pick her up.”

“Well, I guess it’s fine.”

Benedict agreed and departed from the hotel shortly after he wrapped up the session with his son.

Meanwhile, Edmund returned to the side of Sabrina shortly after the departure of his father. He asked, “Ms. Sabrina, what are you doing?”

Sabrina was occupied with something. She remarked while staring at the map in front of her, “Are you blind? Can’t you see I’m trying to plan your escape route?”

To his surprise, she seemed to have considered the possibility of Benedict trying something else instead of sending him to Yorksland

to the woman, he felt great for the first time in a while

husband and wife, but Sabrina, who wasn’t aware of the things he had in mind,

route? As long as

“Are you serious?”

in the eyes. It was evident the man had successfully deceived her

she deemed reliable, including the man next to her. Therefore, she wasn’t suspicious of his suggestion

he could convince her, he showed her the route using the map he had installed. Ten minutes later, they took a detour to the mall to

to the mall, Edmund drafted a

I want you to pick her up

hell

turn of events until he came across the assault

eyes gleamed when the woman marched out of the fitting room with Gothic clothes. Subsequently, he

acknowledging the sort of affection

because he was brought up with values different from the woman he

considered her a freak because of her preferences. Unwilling to be considered a freak, he tried to distance himself from

he had long fallen for the

touching up her look, flushed when

for being herself. Thus, she stammered in return, “W-What are you