Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

He turned and walked away with a dour expression on his face.

Sasha dashed over anxiously with the intention of explaining to him. However, a loud ‘bang’ sounded out from inside the villa in the next moment.

Her eyes immediately darted to the man.

She saw that his expression had changed, and he briskly marched over to the door. “What are you doing, Ian? Open the door now!”

Oh my god, it’s Little Ian!

Sasha’s heart started pounding at a breakneck pace as she started to run.

When she reached the second floor, she saw that there was already someone there. A woman was knocking on the closed door of the nursery and pleading, “Please come out, Ian. We won’t take you to preschool. Please don’t lock yourself in there and come out, okay?”

It was Wendy.

It turned out that the child had started throwing a tantrum from the moment that he heard Wendy say that he had to go to preschool that day. He pushed her away while she was trying to dress him and violently slammed the door shut.

What to do now?

Once Sasha understood the situation, she started to panic.

Frankly, she had anticipated something like this happening yesterday.

had planned on keeping it a secret from the child till she had a chance to coax him

to talk things through with him and convince him to let down his guard in

did not expect to turn

the door. Daddy has something

had also arrived at the door. He suppressed the rage within him and coaxed the child in a very

other side of the door. The only sound was a constant banging. Who

Sebastian’s expression grew darker.

his temple was throbbing. He reached out his hand

“No!”

Sasha quickly stopped him.

even madder. We have to try another method, one that’ll be easier for him to accept,” she explained as she used

inside the last time. The child was even more provoked and his tantrum became

you know what to

“I’ll try…”

expression and had no choice but to

Nancy. I’m sorry. We shouldn’t have decided to take you to preschool without asking you first. I’m

voice in an attempt to coax the child. She used to do this for her

when no reply followed once again. The banging

sneered, “Is this the method you were

she pressed her ear to the door and continued trying to talk to the child. “Little Ian, we can undo the decision. If you don’t want to go, I’ll come here

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