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.

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 she suppressed the tears in her

felt a little

mommy hug him until he heard

“Mr. Hayes, welcome home.”

Sebastian instantly. The man was obviously still worried whether

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

Sasha never

replied, “She deserves

Wendy was speechless.

boss had already

and son duo conversing in the

asked, “Little Ian, is there any make-up for women in the house? Can you get some for me? I need it to hide

tilted his head up to stare

worried about Matteo and my baby sister

up. His warm brown eyes shone with a little guilt

It’s unlikely that she doesn’t have any make-up around here. Little

because the mere

have a choice. If I don’t hide my injury away, Matteo and Vivi will worry

popped her head out and scanned her son,

had been playing with his toy, shook his head

didn’t know what