Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

My son!

That’s my other son!

Sasha was nearly in hysterics as she jumped at the chance to tell the boy the truth.

But at that moment, the piece of scum kneeling in front of Ian cut in, saying, “She’s no one. If you don’t want to go to preschool today, Luke can bring you downstairs to play and get a snack.”

Ian immediately nodded at the mention of food.

Sasha could only watch helplessly as Luke brought the child away.

“Why did you tell him I’m no one? He’s my son!”

“Oh, really? As far as I’m concerned, his mommy is dead. She has her own gravestone at the cemetery and everything.”

Sebastian walked over to the wine cooler to pour a glass of red wine for himself, elegantly drinking from it as he sat on a sofa in the living room and ignored Sasha’s presence.

Although infuriated, she knew deep in her heart that what he said made sense.

He’s right. From this son’s point of view, I’m dead. How am I going to explain things to him if I ask him to call me “Mommy”? Am I going to tell him I was actually alive after abandoning him all those years ago?

the blood drained from Sasha’s face as she chewed on her bottom

you get it? Do you still want me to tell him that you’re

so tightly that her knuckles

our son to know I’m his mother, why did you bring me here? Do you still want me to diagnose you? I’ve told you before, I wouldn’t check to see what was wrong with you, even if you were on your deathbed!” she growled through

unperturbed. “You’re thinking too deeply into it. You may be a jack of all trades, but

grown so furious that

you bring me

haven’t figured it out? Sasha, do you know the suffering you caused when you “died”? Do you know the

Sebastian’s tone had

the urge to rip her up into pieces even as he watched her

ever forget

all those years ago, even when his own son

he never

father being in jail, her aunt had

Sasha repaid her by

to block Sebastian’s words out. “That was all because of

Hah, way to push the blame onto others! Things have ended the way they did because you agreed to the marriage! Having to sleep with you was bearable if I used drugs, but no one forced you to marry

man is

that after having grieved over her death for five years, he would at least show some mercy, but all he did was rip her old wounds apart and causing

agony clawed at her from