The Love that Never Really Dies (Sasha and Sebastian)

What kind of a lifestyle is this?

Sasha did not know much about Sebastian's work, but she could see how exhausted he was every single day. He would literally fall asleep as soon as he hit the bed. In addition, he always wore a frown any time of the day.

He also seemed to have gotten a lot thinner.

“How is it? Has he signed yours?”

“Not yet. It's been two days, but I'm still queueing for my turn.”

Just then, she overheard some chatters outside of the office.

Tilting her head to take a peek, Sasha saw that two men dressed in suits were waiting in line to discuss business with Sebastian.

Their grim expressions said it all.

“Me too. Actually, I find it strange that we must all get his approval when he's not representing the White House. Why must it be this way since he has decided to stay here instead of working at the White House?”

“Shh!” the other man gestured to the first guy to lower his voice.

“Beware, walls do have ears. It's fine that you're telling me this, but never say a word elsewhere.”

“I...”

“I know that you're dissatisfied, but there's no other way to get through this. He's the man who has all the power—whatever he says goes. White House? Hmph! That's just his marionette.”

more nasty things were said as the duo continued to

Sasha felt a wave of fury surge within her. She clenched her fists

to ensure that the foreign countries aren't preying on us. Had

on

suppressed her anger and remained inside the

back to the room, she started chatting

to work? Ichika delivered a baby boy this afternoon. When are you free? Let's

the baby has

a

the group chat. So, when

my hands full. Go ahead if you want to pay them a visit. I'll get Mark

intend to stop working, does he? Even worse, he's asking me to

stand it anymore and erupted like a volcano. She stood up and strode

be bothered about things that didn't concern you. But, take a look at yourself now. You're assuming all sorts of responsibilities and biting more than you can chew. Are you planning on resolving every single matter

made him pause and put his pen

looked at the woman who went ballistic. Shocked

“Darling, you...”

feel that not everyone will be grateful for the things you do for them. We're just ordinary people. There's no need to push ourselves

gaze. Her eyes were red-rimmed because of her rage and

an outright humiliation when others insult his hard work poured out for the nation by

his pen down, rose from his seat,

for putting you through

her from the back and rested his chin on her collar