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.

at the

finally! There you are! I thought you don’t

two little kids came running toward her. They leaped into her embrace and began to whine

did most of the

in front of his

“Now, why wouldn’t I want you two? There’s nothing I want in

“Really?”

Sasha a

merely hugged

the clever boy could sense that something was amiss about their mommy. Her smile

Mommy went there

beaming face

to get some groceries before going home. She had to prepare dinner for them, clean up after that and then make a trip to Frontier Bay, so there was

the thought of going back to that place, she started to feel

In the meantime, you and your sister

“Sure, Mommy.”

that, Matteo led his sister to the living room and took out their homework from their schoolbags. He spread out his sister’s homework, got out her pencil which had a butterfly

a phone call. Do your homework here, alright? Cover for

you

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

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

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

fan. When she heard that Mommy was being bullied again, her chubby cheeks

hurried to his

the number, there was already a text message waiting for him. He clicked on