Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Dinner lasted for over an hour.

The meal might not be as rich as the food in hotels but, because it was entirely prepared by Sasha, the children showed their utmost support. They asked for seconds, even third helpings until they were completely stuffed.

“Ian, do you like Mommy’s meatballs? It’s made from shrimp.”

“Yes, I do!”

Ian stabbed the last meatball with his fork and nodded without hesitation when Vivian asked him.

The girl was happy to hear that.

She was Mommy’s loyal fan. She would support her mommy no matter what.

But when Vivian turned to look at Daddy to ask the same question, she was suddenly spooked by the look he had on his face as he stared longingly at the plate in front of him. Her face turned pale. She did not dare to say anything after that.

What’s Daddy looking at? Why does he look so scary all of a sudden?

It was as if Sebastian had just witnessed something unfathomable. Grave horror could be seen projected in those dark eyes of his!

What’s up with Daddy? Does he not like Mommy’s cooking?

The little girl had a bad feeling about it.

Sasha did not notice that. She was doing the dishes in the kitchen. The children, after they finished their food, had left a pile of dirty dishes for her to clean.

Therefore, she was not in the mood to take note of him.

had looked his way, she might not have stayed calm

long-standing habit of hers. Sebastian never liked peeling oranges himself. He did not like having the sweet, sticky feeling of orange juice stuck on

cut them into several pieces, plant

I been

first time she did it, she was in her first year of elementary school. By the time he was sent abroad, she

the dishes in the kitchen, she thought about the promise she had made to their eldest son. She contemplated how she should tell Sebastian that Ian could stay

Ian, can you help me

“Okay.”

had been playing with Matteo, immediately rose and went to the kitchen to help Mommy with the

we have decided that you can stay here tonight, we still have to tell Daddy, alright? Can you please take these grapes to Daddy and tell

sending her

true intentions. At the same time, he was happy to do what

he brought the grapes out, he could not find Daddy in the living room. While he was wondering where Daddy could

Daddy gone into Mommy’s

approached the room with the

he thought! When Ian got to the door,

study table like he was looking for something. Several

What’s Daddy doing?

stepped into the room. “Daddy, what are you

feverishly flipping through the books as though possessed, froze when his son

What am I doing?

just a moment

if

a daze. For a long time, he did not look away from the annotations scribbled on

to stay here for the