Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

When Sasha noticed the drastic change in Sebastian’s expression, she finally stopped munching on her chips.

“What’s wrong with you? Are you alright?”

After a while, Sebastian was in so much pain that he felt his stomach churn. Standing there with a pale expression, he quipped, “Move over a little.”

Sasha was dumbfounded.

Looking at him in disbelief, she moved over despite some slight hesitation.

Finally, the moment she made some space, Sebastian sat down beside her. When she felt him emitting a mix of frostiness and masculinity, she couldn’t help but freeze.

Does he really not mind?

Amidst her daze, Sebastian, who had sat down with his eyes closed, barked impatiently, “Have you not seen enough? Go pour me a glass of water.”

Sasha was stunned on the spot.

She was amazed at how Sebastian knew she was looking at him with his eyes still closed.

“O… okay.”

As her face began to flush red, she quickly put down the chips in her hand and poured a glass of water for Sebastian.

A few minutes later, soothed by the warm water and the electric heater, Sebastian’s gloomy expression finally eased.

Noticing the change, Sasha asked with a slight hesitation, “Why don’t you let them sleep through the night. It’s already four and almost daylight. Besides, you look exhausted yourself.”

gaze shot toward her, sending a shiver down

gaze knowingly, Sasha didn’t utter another

better grasp of his temperament. He was a typical chauvinistic

was better for her not to criticize

should help the children change first so that

anything to

“Huh?”

thought she had heard wrongly and immediately looked at him. After a long pause, she finally asked,

do!” Sebastian

whole day. The discomfort in him was further

didn’t feel like saying another

looking at him, Sasha

taken too long, Sasha thought about the leftover

ten minutes, Sebastian, who was leaning against the sofa with his eyes closed, caught a

at this ungodly hour other than this spaghetti. The kids and I had it for dinner. So you

the spaghetti and placed it

leftover, it still looked like

an egg fried sunny-side up and some herbs sprinkled on top as garnishing, whetting one’s

then picked up the fork

shaken by

was the first time he ate her cooking. Although he had tried her calzone when they

the entire plate of spaghetti was in

Sasha fiddled her hair and

Slurp…