Back then, he had brought Xandra back home and declared his love for her in front of Frederick. And now, he was dragging her back there. Was he not afraid that Sasha would mess up his relationship with that woman again?

As soon as her voice died away, the scum got up from the chair.

“How dare you? Don’t think too highly of yourself, Sasha. It makes no difference to me whether you are dead or alive. Even if you did not show up today, I would have taken your dead body back with me.”

There was a gleam of hostility in his bloodshot eyes as he spoke his mind.

Sasha clenched her fists tightly until her knuckles turned white. She squeezed her eyes shut and remained silent.

What is there to look forward to after five years?

 

Do I expect him to say something nice to me?

Very quickly, Sasha was taken to a cabin on the lower deck of the ship. Not long afterward, the ship left the pier and set sail.

 

It turned out that this boat was the means of transportation for them.

She did not dwell on the matter since she knew there was no point for her to struggle anymore. After they locked her up in the cabin, Sasha lay on the small bed and fell asleep.

“Ian, you shouldn’t. It’s dangerous…”

“Quiet! Get out of my way!”

She woke up to the sound of her stomach growling and the argument outside the cabin.

Vaguely, she also heard a child’s voice.

child’s voice? Is it

that second, she

they were setting off to where they came from. It wouldn’t be a surprise

heart leaped with ecstasy at the thought of that. She hopped out of bed

the window, and sure enough, she saw two figures standing

other figure standing next to him was short and cute. He was wearing a khaki blue coat with a black

none

up in Sasha’s eyes as she looked at

“Little Ian? Little Ian?”

“Who is it?”

ship rail, turned his head when

look of annoyance came across his face for

from the small cabin. “Here,

slip that she was

she hoped he would be. On the contrary, he was expressionless. There was a flash of impatience in his beautiful eyes, just like his

“Who are you?”

Mr. Ian, it’s time, we should get back. Otherwise, you’ll be

bodyguard stepped

anxious at once and said, “Little Ian, it’s me. We’ve met before at the hotel. Do you

to the child at the window, hoping that he would remember

after being prodded with the

“It’s you!”

that I can have

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