Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Due to Sebastian’s intervention, Sasha managed to untangle herself from Berta. Without a moment’s delay, she carried the food and went upstairs.

“Little Ian, Ms. Nancy is here. Are you awake?”

“Mm.”

She was happy to see how obedient her son was. After softly calling out to him, he opened his eyes on the bed and got up with her help.

Sasha was more than pleased with their progress.

This was a rare heartwarming moment she shared with her son.

After dressing Ian up, she coaxed him into drinking the soup she made, causing Berta to grit her teeth in irritation.

“Little Ian, let’s go to the garden for a walk, hmm?”

After Ian finished his breakfast, Sasha noticed that the weather was particularly good. With her son’s health in mind, Sasha thought it would be good to let Ian go out and sweat a little.

However, Ian’s face instantly sank. “No!”

was taken aback. “Why not, sweetie? Children should exercise more to become stronger. Once you’re all better, you can start going to preschool where you can make lots of new

It’s not fun

make things worse. Ian hurled the Transformers figurine in his hand

feet and went after him. “Ian, don’t run! Wait for

become so worked up all

Sasha was dumbfounded.

to coax him. However, he slammed the door before she could reach

be angry. Did I say something wrong?

What’s wrong? Are things

came upstairs at some point

irritable mood, and what Berta said was the last straw. Her gaze turned icy as

more word from you, and I’ll make sure it’s the

was stunned, having never seen this side of

she cowered slightly, feeling a chill travel

when did this

was instantly knocked down several notches, and she stuttered, “I-It’s because

doesn’t like

Sasha was perplexed.