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.

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

did come down with diarrhea

drew together

sick because he ate the brownies I made

possibility surfaced in her mind, she

the problem since she was confident in her own skills. However, listening to what the housemaid said, she began to suspect that Ian was allergic

a possibility that couldn’t

turned pale, thinking that she had

both of you

descended the stairs, wearing a black tailored suit over a white shirt. The moment he appeared, the noble and

be

Ian’s condition would worsen

immediately began complaining about Sasha to the head

didn’t do it on purpose,” she stammered out an explanation, afraid that Sebastian would misunderstand her and never allow her

Sebastian narrowed his eyes.

swept across the food on the table before returning to stare at the

that he fell

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