However, a figure appeared behind her all of a sudden.

“Ms. Wand, where are you going?”

“Ahh?”

Sasha almost jumped out of her skin, instantly halting in her steps to look behind her as her heart raced with lingering shock.

“Oh, it’s you, Berta. I… I’m going upstairs to see if Little Ian’s awake.”

“You’re going up to see Ian? Ms. Wand, he isn’t awake yet, so don’t disturb him. Also, what did you bring here? Why does it look like that?”

 

Berta, who seemed to have materialized out of thin air, didn’t just prevent Sasha from seeing her son. She even poked her nose into Sasha’s business, asking about the things the latter had placed on the dining table.

Sasha explained, “Those are some pastries and medicinal soup I brought from home. I personally made them for Little Ian.”

 

“Ms. Wand, I’ve told you before that Ian can’t eat outside food. He’s sick, remember?”

Resentment was written on the housemaid’s face.

food she brought, she reigned in her temper and insisted, “I personally made them. There

with diarrhea because of the

brows drew

sick because he

the possibility surfaced in her mind, she remained

her own skills. However, listening to what the housemaid said, she began to suspect that Ian was allergic to certain

was a possibility that couldn’t be ruled out

that she had caused Ian’s

are both of

over a white shirt. The moment he appeared, the noble

he should be at the

over again. I was afraid that Ian’s condition would worsen

immediately began complaining about Sasha to the head

that Little Ian fell sick because he ate the brownies I made. I-I really didn’t do it on purpose,” she stammered out an explanation, afraid that Sebastian would misunderstand her and never

Sebastian narrowed his eyes.

that were always devoid of warmth swept across the food on the table before returning to stare at the woman who had her head

fell sick because of

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