Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

A few hours later in the Frontier Bay.

Sasha went to the washroom on the second floor to put a cold towel on her bloated face.

“Does it hurt?”

Ian had been standing by the washroom’s door the entire time. When he heard his mommy hissing, he immediately tilted his tiny head up and stared at his mommy with worry glowing in his eyes.

Mommy got hurt because of me. Will Matteo get mad when he finds out?

The kid’s tiny hand gripped the broken toy that he had snatched back. He looked devastated, with guilt and remorse weighing down in his heart.

“It’s fine, Little Ian. See? It doesn’t hurt at all. I was just hissing because of the cold. I accidentally froze myself with the ice water.”

Sasha sensed that the little guy’s emotion was off, so she quickly crouched down beside him and cooed him.

Ian tilted his head up and saw how his mommy’s face was reddened and bloated. He didn’t know what to say, so after hesitating for a while, he approached her. The kid had never done anything immature before, but he actually bulged his tiny lips and blew on his mommy’s cheek.

Sasha was momentarily stupefied.

What is my son doing? Is he blowing on my face to ‘blow away the pain’? Like his baby sister does?

Vivi was practically a professional in playing a childish cutie pie. Whenever she saw her mommy getting injured anywhere, she would rush over to blow on the cut and claimed that it would be fine soon.

Sasha was touched by her son’s gesture. She reached out and held him in her arms.

is such a good boy. I’m fine now. It’s true. It doesn’t feel bad at all. I will be fine as long as you are okay,” promised Sasha as

felt

his mommy

“Mr. Hayes, welcome home.”

instantly. The man was obviously still worried whether

floor. Ms. Wand is with him. Oh, and Mr. Hayes? I don’t know what happened, but Ms. Wand’s face

never told Wendy what

and replied,

Wendy was speechless.

young boss

the mother and son duo conversing

make-up for women in the house? Can you get some for me? I need it to hide my injury so that no one will see it when I

tilted his head up to stare at

is probably worried about Matteo and my baby sister seeing her bloated

His warm brown eyes

time? It’s unlikely that she doesn’t have any make-up around here. Little Ian, you can get some for me. I promise I won’t use too much of

words because the mere thought of using that vile

hide my injury away, Matteo and Vivi will worry and ask about it when they

popped her head out and scanned her

toy, shook his head and insisted,

didn’t know what