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 won’t be a

He did come down with diarrhea because of the brownies you

drew together

Ian fell sick because he

possibility surfaced in her mind, she remained motionless

she was confident in her own

possibility that couldn’t be

turned pale, thinking that she had caused Ian’s

both of you

black tailored suit over a white shirt. The moment he

he should be

Ian’s condition would worsen after eating whatever she brought, so I was offering her a word of

immediately began complaining about Sasha to

made. I-I really didn’t do it on purpose,” she stammered out an explanation, afraid that Sebastian would misunderstand her and never allow her to see her

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

that he fell sick

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