Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

“Little Ian, it’s getting late. I have to go now.”

“Alright,” came a flat response from Ian, who was playing a game in the room.

“So will you be coming tonight?”

“What’s that?”

“You said you would come over every night to treat Daddy’s illness.”

Ian’s fingers did not stop tapping on the game controller while his eyes remained glued to the screen. With that listless demeanor of his, if Sasha had not been staying with the boy in the same room, she might have suspected that he wasn’t the one who said those words.

Sasha lowered her eyes. For a moment there, she thought about telling him that she would not be coming that night.

In fact, she would not be coming anymore. She didn’t want to treat his daddy’s illness again if she could help it.

But as she stood there gazing at the boy’s little head and then at the medicine left on the table, she nodded in the end.

“Yes, of course I’ll come. You should go to sleep after you put on your pajamas, understand? I will come to check on you as soon as I arrive, alright?”

The boy remained quiet.

He felt embarrassed now that his secret had been discovered.

But he nodded in the end before shifting his focus back to the game.

Sasha left the house after that, feeling relieved.

an hour later, at the preschool in

are! I thought you don’t

considered late. But as soon as she got there, her two little kids came running toward her. They leaped into her embrace and began

Vivian did most

stood in front

She squatted down and took her two precious kids in her arms. “Now, why wouldn’t

“Really?”

was happy to hear that. She gave Sasha

Matteo merely hugged

could sense that something was amiss about their mommy. Her smile seemed

possible that… Mommy went there again today, and

face immediately

before going home. She had to prepare dinner for

the thought of going back to that place, she

meantime, you and your sister

“Sure, Mommy.”

He spread out his sister’s homework, got out her pencil which had a butterfly figurine, and placed it nicely in front of her. After that,

make a phone call. Do your homework here, alright? Cover for me and don’t let

are you calling?

in anticipation. The way her eyelashes fluttered made her seem just

nodded. “Yes. I realize that Mommy’s not in a good mood today, so I want to ask Ian if she’s

Daddy! Alright, call him! If Daddy’s been bad again, then

heard that Mommy was being bullied again, her chubby cheeks flushed red with rage as she flapped her

hurried to his room to call

a text message waiting for him. He clicked on the message to realize that it