Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

His woman?

Sasha’s feeling of panic and nervousness disappeared, replaced by her usual calmness.

She turned around and said coldly, “What if I refuse?”

Upon that, Xandra’s eyes widened in shock as she looked at Sasha’s face in a daze.

“Sasha Wand? It’s you! Why are you here?”

With a condescending smile, Sasha scoffed, “Ms. Green, what a strange question you’ve asked. I can come and shop if I want to. I don’t need to ask for your permission, do I?”

She didn’t even bother to hide her disgust and hatred toward Xandra.

“You!” Xandra turned red in anger.

Without sparing another glance at her, Sasha turned to face Solomon and said apologetically, “Sorry about that, Solomon. Could you please hand me my purse? We’ll leave after I pay for the coat.”

“Alright. Here you go.”

Solomon was standing by the side during the ladies’ exchange. He handed over the purse that he was carrying to Sasha at her request.

Seeing that, Sebastian’s eyes turned gloomy.

carry her purse if they were in a close relationship, just like Xandra would ask him to carry

he brought Xandra

was so pissed that he wished he could strangle that woman

Sasha seemed to be facing

this coat costs one hundred and eighty thousand, but the balance in your credit card is only a hundred

A

she forgot that there were two people in the shop,

her savings. How could she spend all her savings on a coat when she still needed to earn money to pay her daughter’s preschool

a stupid decision of buying the coat just to defend her dignity in front of Xandra and

and Sebastian were gloating

a smug smile. He even pulled a chair over and sat down with

enjoy shopping with other men, why don’t you call more of your male friends over and ask them to pay

me pay for you. Actually, you’ve misunderstood me. I didn’t know you were trying

previous aggressive manner, she offered to

flippin’ hell… What is she trying to do? Is she trying to show to

as she was about to accept defeat and leave the shop, the man standing beside her handed over a credit

Xandra. Then, he turned to face the staff. “We’re paying with my credit card. And also, please wrap the dirty coat in the fitting room

a tenor saxophone

was gaping at him. At this point, the shop was dead silent

an unexpected outcome to everyone, including

and wrapped the dirty coat for them. Before she had even realized it,