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.

planned on keeping it a secret from the child till she had

with preschool. She needed to talk things through with him and convince him to let down his guard in order for him

did not expect to turn up

boy, Ian. Open the door. Daddy has something to say

door. He suppressed the rage within him and coaxed the child

reply from the other side of the door. The only sound was a constant banging. Who knew what the child was doing?

Sebastian’s expression grew darker.

out his hand and was about to

“No!”

Sasha quickly stopped him.

in like that. He’ll only get even madder. We have to try another method, one that’ll be easier for him to accept,” she explained as she used her body to block his access to

his way inside the last time. The child

know what to

“I’ll try…”

not see his expression and had no choice but to utter her reply through

this is Ms. Nancy. I’m sorry. We shouldn’t have decided to take you to preschool

in an attempt to coax the child. She used to do this for her other two babies as

heart sank when no reply followed once again.

sneered, “Is this the method

Ian, we can undo the decision. If you don’t want to go, I’ll come here every day to play with you from now on, okay? It’ll be just like yesterday. We’ll

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