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.”

were said as the duo continued to

within her. She clenched her fists so tightly that her

shouldering all these responsibilities and careful planning to ensure that the foreign countries aren't preying on us. Had it not been for his selfless love for

Sasha was on the

suppressed her anger and remained inside the office to wait

he got back to the room, she started chatting with

to work? Ichika delivered a baby boy this afternoon. When are you

baby

was having a headache after back-to-back

in the group chat. So, when will you have

now; I still have my hands full. Go ahead if you want to pay them a visit. I'll get

working, does he? Even worse,

and erupted like a volcano. She stood up and strode forward

marbles. In the past, you were never like this. You could never 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

pause and put his

and looked at the woman who went ballistic.

“Darling, you...”

at Sebastian, she muttered, “I'm sorry. I just... I just 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

Her eyes were red-rimmed because of her rage

work poured out for the nation by doubting his motive

He put his pen down, rose from his

sorry for putting you through

and rested his chin