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.

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 even look

the living room as Matteo and

attend to. So, we’re gonna have to grab a quick bite on our way to your preschool. Is that

agreed promptly.

it’s just that the son of my patient

Ah! Ian is sick!

Vivian were

soon as their mother was out of sight, the two started to discuss what had

was talking about Ian. Is

think so.” Furrowing his little brows, Matteo seemed to be in

him. After witnessing how Sebastian had treated Sasha, Matteo thought it was only

fall sick

don’t get to see Mommy,

silent

What

before half-past eight when Sasha rushed

on her forehead, and her delicate, porcelain cheeks were turning pink. Despite that, she dared not stop since

Ian, please be okay. It’s all my fault! From now on, I will