Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

“I’m sorry, Frederick!”

With that, Sasha started crying.

Frederick slowed to a halt and stared at her while panting heavily, his eyes turning red immediately.

“You… you’re still alive? Why didn’t you… why didn’t you tell me? Don’t you know how depressed I was for the past few years?” he asked, his voice shaking uncontrollably.

As onlookers watched in much shock and disbelief, Frederick began to sob like a child, despite being over seventy years old.

Sasha’s fingers dug into her palms painfully.

She looked up to meet his eyes pleadingly. “Yes, Frederick, it’s all my fault. Please don’t be too hard on yourself.”

She offered him her hands, as though she was waiting for him to punish her.

Frederick simply stared at her wordlessly, the lump in his throat making it hard for him to say anything.

It reminded him of the older times, where she would stand before him and let him scold her as he wished whenever she made a mistake.

He used to be decisive in his punishments, but as he stared at his long-lost daughter-in-law crying before him, he found himself hesitating.

flow freely as he struggled to find words to expressed just how relieved he was to see her

later, a nursing home employee appeared by his side and helped him

had spent countless hours pondering over what she should say in the event she met him, and

since then, and now she had kids

he has a daughter too. Maybe I should just

Where have you been the past few years? How were things there?” Frederick

start. “I’ve been back for a while, Frederick. I thought you knew

alive! How am I supposed to

Sasha fell silent.

know about my

to meet him? Why

fishy to Sasha, and Frederick’s bewildered expression resurfaced in her mind

didn’t know that

did he say?

that guy hide the truth from

would he do

Just… why?

stomach the

don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to,” Frederick said with a wave of his