The Love that Never Really Dies (Sasha and Sebastian)

Sasha never wanted this.

But she did nothing wrong, so of course she wouldn’t put up with this humiliation.

After gobbling down the food, she finally recovered some strength in her body and the fog in her mind gradually cleared up.

“Miss, the situation outside isn’t good. Those people still seem to be on the island. Are you sure you want to remain here with Mrs. Hayes?”

“Obviously! Where would I even go? Do you think I have the money to leave this wretched place?”

Sabrina’s angered voice abruptly came from the courtyard. The entire mansion seemed to be enveloped in thick tension.

Sasha paused at that.

She knew that Sebastian had banished Sabrina from the country for accusing her of killing a patient on the operating table.

But she was rather surprised when she heard Sabrina saying she did not have enough money.

Could Sebastian have cut her off financially too?

That would explain why she hates me so much and wants nothing more than to kill me off slowly. She was, after all, the eldest daughter in the family who was accustomed to having everything she wanted.

Sasha listened until the woman stormed out while grumbling under her breath.

“Excuse me, can you come over here for a bit?”

“Me?”

who returned from the yard looked up in surprise upon

nodded. “Yes. I have a question. What happened to Sabrina during the period of time she was here? Don’t tell me that Mr. Hayes

She’s lucky he didn’t just kill her. It was Mr. Hayes Sr. who protected her. That’s why Mr. Hayes had no choice but to send her here. I’ve been doing odd

Sasha fell silent.

she realized

said something about some people outside. Do

They’ve

Sasha’s face instantly paled.

hasn’t she notified Sebastian? Does

rise in Sasha, and she pleaded, “Please, can you help me

a phone, and Ms. Sabrina won’t let me make any calls either.

That madwoman!

Sasha fell into despair.

because someone as proud and stubborn

rather die than

the morning when Sasha saw her

though Sasha had wrapped the thin blanket tightly around herself on the bed,

the wound on her shoulder blade that was festering due to her own actions, both her

cold, hunger, and pain. Thus, her ears immediately perked up at the

her motorbike in. Her footsteps sounded slightly heavy. As soon as Sabrina was done

eight hundred is all I get! What am I? A beggar? Don’t they

of something