Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

It was hours later when Sasha finally came home. She checked her phone and saw about a dozen missed calls from Luke. Ah! I have totally forgotten to go over to Frontier Bay tonight to treat Sebastian.

When Sasha was at Solomon’s place, he not only showed her the references from law books but also explained to her in detail the methods one could use to gather court-admissible evidence. She had immersed herself in listening to Solomon’s explanation of the relevant legal proceedings and forgotten about Frontier Bay.

Should I still head over now?

The momentary thought entered her mind. But it soon disappeared as she recalled what had happened during the day. Well, I still have some self-respect. Since that scum was willing to hurl all sorts of insults in my face for that phony woman, why should I care if he is suffering!

At that thought, Sasha decided to just wash up and go to bed with her children.

The night passed peacefully.

The next morning, Sasha was about to make breakfast for the kids when she received another call from Luke.

“Madam, Mr. Ian is sick”

“What! How did he get sick? He was still fine yesterday!” Sasha panicked and dropped everything she was doing before walking over to her balcony.

On the other side of the line, Luke covered his mouth and lowered his voice as though he was afraid of being caught making the phone call. “He stayed up all night waiting for you to come over. When you didn’t show up, he started to play chess by himself. You know how fragile his body is. He must have caught a cold. Mr. Hayes is getting ready to take him to the hospital.”

“Oh my…” Sasha felt light-headed and started faltering. Her heart wrenched in pain as a pang of guilt surged in her chest. After hanging up the phone, she hurried back into the house.

I love him and will do everything I can to make up to him. But instead of keeping my word, I was out doing my own thing and didn’t

and Vivian had

that I have to attend to. So, we’re gonna have to grab

What’s the matter?” Matteo agreed promptly. But his

Sasha simply replied, “Oh, it’s just that the son of my patient has fallen ill, and I’ve

Ah! Ian is sick!

were surprised by what

the siblings arrived at their preschool. As soon as their mother was out

it sounds like Mommy was talking about Ian.

brows, Matteo

mother to go out with him. After witnessing how Sebastian had treated Sasha, Matteo thought it

anticipate that Ian would fall sick as an indirect result of his

because he didn’t get to see Mommy. I’m telling you, Matt, if I don’t get to see Mommy, I will probably fall sick

silent

my gosh. What have I

half-past eight when Sasha rushed over

panting breathlessly from the running. A thin film of sweat formed on her forehead, and her delicate, porcelain cheeks were

From now on, I