“What happened to you?”

Sebastian’s gaze swept over her wet hair and rumpled clothes.

Sasha was still wearing the same clothes from when she went to his office in the afternoon. They weren’t particularly special clothes, but at the very least they were clean and dry.

Was she robbed or something? Why does she look like this?

And what’s wrong with her face?

Sebastian looked at her closely with a more critical gaze. Her appearance was rather presentable. Although she wasn’t as pretty as Xandra, her features were still fairly attractive in their own right. Her eyes stood out especially, looking bright and clear like jewels sparkling under the moonlight.

 

But now, those eyes were swollen and red. What happened?

“It’s nothing. The wind was really strong when I was coming in,” Sasha explained curtly.

 

She didn’t stop to consider if his question was out of concern for her. After all, why would he be? What a joke! He was probably just scared that she might lose control of her emotions again and disturb his work, or something else along those lines.

Brushing a stray lock of hair aside, she asked impatiently, “Have you decided where you want to be while you I perform the procedure on you?”

He felt a flash of anger at the woman’s ignorance but decided to show no sign of it as he left the study without another word.

Sasha following behind him.

arrived at a large bedroom decorated entirely in monochrome colors. As they walked in, Sebastian picked up a remote control and turned on

suddenly did a double

Is this his bedroom?

instantly grew uneasy and disgusted, remembering that another woman used to sleep in

a blanket, Sasha only saw rows of men’s shirts and suits. She

Huh?

tried to take another look, a white towel was

have any women’s clothes, so dry your hair off with this.” Pausing for a moment, Sebastian seemed to realize that his gesture

a moment before finally placing the towel over

escaped death a few years ago, she had given birth

in

much more comfortable. She picked up her medical

“Have you slept today?”

“No.”

“What about your medication?”

“I have taken it…”

a normal conversation between a

“Your arm, please. I need to check

his head slightly to stare at her outstretched hand. Her slim, pale fingers were slightly red at the joints. After a long while, he finally stretched his

a very

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