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

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

to ensure that the foreign countries aren't preying on us. Had it not been for his selfless love for the nation, he wouldn't want

was on

end, she suppressed her anger and

to the room, she started chatting

long do you plan to work? Ichika delivered a baby

the baby

was having a headache

updates in the group chat.

my hands full. Go ahead if you want to pay them a visit.

to stop working, does he? Even worse, he's asking me to go back all by

it anymore and erupted like a volcano.

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 you can chew.

outburst made him pause and put his pen

looked at the woman who went ballistic. Shocked and confused,

“Darling, you...”

blow-up 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

his gaze. Her eyes were red-rimmed

work poured out

He put his pen down, rose from his seat, and went

for putting you through

from the back and rested his chin