The Love that Never Really Dies (Sasha and Sebastian)

"Announce what?”

About a minute passed before Ian's rather bewildered voice rang out from the room.

Upon hearing that, Sasha was promptly taken aback.

Huh? Why is he wearing such a perplexed expression?

"Well, your marriage with the daughter of the Lightburn family. Ian, didn't your great-grandfather tell you about this matter back when he sought you out?”

In a flash, Ian's gaze turned chilly.

"What? He only told me that Sigrun wants to come here to study and that her grandfather Is his old comrade-in-arms, so he wants me to take care of her as much as possible when she comes over. When did such a farce occur?"

By the time he enunciated the last sentence, his voice was terrifying to the core. His handsome countenance was also blanketed with a layer of ice that would chill one to the marrow.

Sasha was dumbstruck.

It seems that he really didn't know about this. So, what exactly is Jonathan's problem that he didn't even bother telling Ian about this? Doesn't he know that he needs to respect Ian's wishes since he's already an adult?

She hurriedly coaxed, "All right, all right, since you weren't aware of it, we'll scrap this matter. You don't like Ms. Lightburn, do you?"

"Mom, do you think my taste in women is that horrible?" Ian retorted.

Following that, Sasha burst into giggles. "Haha..."

had her torn between

eavesdropping outside, had gone entirely pale as they both joked in

contorted into a mask of

arrangement? How's that possible? I only came over because our families measured our compatibility and agreed to the match. Only then was I sent here.

balled into such tight fists that her

early in the morning after arriving at

already bustling around in the space by the time she reached the

woke up

utterly surprised when she caught a glimpse of

Susan glanced back over her shoulder.

morning, Mrs.

for them every day, I told her not to trouble you since you're also studying.

kitchen actually consisted of both Chanaean and western cuisines, her fondness for Susan grew. Meanwhile, Susan felt even more shy after receiving that

she was

it! After all,

continued cracking another egg into the pan. "Mrs. Hayes, you should step out first, otherwise, your clothes will smell. I can

you. By the way, Susan, I'd like to ask whether you know that Ian is sick," Sasha questioned out of the blue, her eyes pinned on

Huh?

had been bustling around, abruptly stilled as though frozen in time. Her fair face promptly drained of

sick? When did that

know?" Sasha was inexorably disappointed to see such a

side, "Kurt told me about it. He said Ian has been very despondent recently and even visited the psychologist two days ago. As such, I thought you'd know something since you're taking

Clang!