Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Matteo, who was in preschool at that time, had been wanting to give Ian a call. Ever since he heard from his mommy that morning that Ian had fallen ill, he had been feeling guilty and worried. He thought about calling Ian to ask how he was doing.

Unfortunately, he did not have the courage to do so, for fear that this brother would not answer his call.

Luckily, Ian called him first.

Matteo was delighted. “Ian, I’m sorry. I didn’t know stopping Mommy from going to your place would cause you to fall sick. Are you okay? I really didn’t mean it. I got upset after seeing Daddy bullying Mommy, and I don’t ever want Mommy to be with a man like him. Ian, do you get me?”

Matteo apologized to his twin over the phone.

After listening to him, Ian paused momentarily before he nodded. “Yeah.”

Matteo sounded grateful. “Thank God you understand! That’s great, Ian!”

“But,” Ian had more things to say. “I want to see Mommy too. Matt, can you give Daddy another chance?”

This was the first time he managed to form several sentences at once. The fact that his tone carried a hint of grief and desperation made it even rarer.

Matteo was stunned.

Give bad Daddy another chance?

Of course he wanted his daddy and mommy to be together. He also wanted to have a father by his side. That way, their family would be complete. But he knew that his daddy was a really nasty man. The other day, Matteo was bursting with anger when he saw him bullying his mommy.

patiently waited for his reply on the other line.

But remember, you must not let him bully Mommy again.

“Alright!”

phone with satisfaction. For the first time, there was a faint smile on his usually emotionless

sons. After she came upstairs and noticed

closed bathroom door, and the silhouette of a small figure could be seen

doing? Is he doing that because

to the sofa and quickly retrieved a set of clothes for Ian to change

“No!”

underwear in the bathroom. He was so

younger. Matteo did not require anyone to help him get dressed, among other basic tasks. On the other hand, Ian was the young master of a rich family whose daily routines had been taken care of since he was

underwear. He did not have to feel ashamed in

from the

the first time she had to personally help her eldest son get dressed. She actually felt both excited and blessed to

would

was finally given the green light to enter, she quickly opened the door and burst into the bathroom, holding the stack of clothes in

“Little Ian? You…”

disappeared behind the shower curtain. Only the back of

What’s this kid doing?

him. Standing behind Ian, she asked him gently, “Ian, is there something

face stiffened.