The Love that Never Really Dies (Sasha and Sebastian)

Frederick was shocked looking at Ian. “What are you talking about, Ian? Who wants to harm Matteo? Are you talking about your grand-uncle and grand-aunt?”

“Yes.”

Everyone in the room blinked their eyes in disbelief—not because Ian was able to express himself articulately—but because what he revealed was frightening.

“Ian, I know you don’t like your grand-uncle, but you can’t accuse them just like that. The doctor said that Matteo just caught a cold.”

There was no way Frederick would buy what the kid said, but he still tried to understand the boy.

“I know it’s them. I fell sick after I went to their place too!” Ian shouted back. He could not control his emotions anymore.

Tim stepped in and wanted to speak some sense into Ian, but Frederick quickly stopped him.

“Alright, Ian. I won’t let Matteo go over to Roderick’s place anymore, is that okay? It’s already late at night, why not you go back to bed?”

Ian glared at Frederick coldly and walked out with the butler.

Frederick did not believe a word Ian said. After all, he had had the whole incident checked the last time Ian fell sick. It was just pure coincidence. No one in the whole residence would believe what Ian said.

Frederick wondered if he should also do another investigation this time, but he did not translate that fleeting thought into actions.

woke up again the next day, there was already no one

felt the remaining warmth on her bed. Everything felt like a dream

asked

voice called Sasha

Soup?

Sebastian to

“Alright. I’m coming.”

out of bed and went

could not help but feel uneasy thinking about meeting Wendy again later since even she herself could not explain her relationship with Sebastian. Sasha was his children’s mother, but she and Sebastian were

despite their rocky relationship, she

Sasha opened the room door after washing up, Wendy had already

on the second floor and got

through her when she looked at the pajama she was wearing. Sebastian must have helped

Sasha asked Wendy where the children were. “All of them went to the Hayes

Mr. Hayes already called them

“Alright.”

that she worried about. Since the Hayes did not

that the children were having a good time

the second floor, blue hydrangea and moth orchids blossomed under the warm sun as if they were in their prime. They danced to the

Before long, she scrolled all the way down through her call log and