Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

“Is something wrong, Mommy? What happened?”

Seeing that his mother had been away for a little too long, Matteo went into the house to check on her. When he saw how angry she was, his brow furrowed with concern.

Is that bad guy bullying Mommy again? He’s making her so mad.

“It’s alright, Matt. Erm… I want to discuss something with you… Do you and your sister want to go back to great-aunt’s place?”

Sasha knelt in front of her son and kept a tight lid on her emotions as she discussed the matter carefully with him.

There was no point for her to hide now. Her next move was to rescue Willow from the scum’s hands.

It was definitely impossible for her to bring the children along, and she couldn’t leave them here alone, either. It would be too dangerous. She couldn’t rule out the possibility of both children being discovered by the scum.

Therefore, the only way was to send them back to their homeland so he wouldn’t find them.

Matteo looked at his mother and asked, “Go back to great-aunt’s place? Do you mean back to our homeland? Is Mommy coming with us too?”

“Yes, I am. But a little later than you. I will arrange for someone to send you and your sister back first, okay?”

“Okay. Mommy, you must come soon.”

his mother’s decision in sending him

two children and contacted another trustworthy friend to take

an hour later,

caught sight of Willow being tied up and dangled on the outer deck. Her friend was crying in fear as she struggled to free herself from

That monster!

got out of the car, dashed onto the deck,

go of her now. Why did you tie her up? I’m the

have stabbed the monster if she had a knife in her

appeared from the ship

bitterly cold winds cut like a knife. The piteous cries of a woman bounded by ropes filled the air. But the crazy man stood nonchalantly with

pressed. His outfit made him seemed even more dashing and domineering. After stepping onto the deck, he sat lazily on a chair that

“You’ve finally showed up?”

a deep breath and suppressed

go back

finished playing with

her fists clenched, she told herself

later, Willow was finally released, and Sasha boarded the

“I’m sorry, Nancy…”

from the tight ropes, Willow sobbed guiltily in

the back. “It’s alright. You don’t have to apologize. I should