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.

looked his way, she might not have stayed calm

liked peeling oranges himself. He did not like having the sweet, sticky feeling

orange, cut them into several pieces, plant a toothpick on one of them, and slip the dish under his door while the Hayes family was

have I been

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

thought about the promise she had made to their eldest son. She contemplated how she should tell

Ian, can you help

“Okay.”

rose and went to the kitchen to help Mommy

here tonight, we still have to

a coward for sending her eldest son out to

would not expose Mommy’s true intentions. At the same time, he was happy to do what

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

gone into

room with the

he thought! When Ian got

the books on Mommy’s study table like he was looking for something. Several books on Mommy’s

What’s Daddy doing?

room. “Daddy, what are

who had been feverishly flipping through the books as though possessed, froze when his

What am I doing?

was not sure himself. It could be that the idea he hatched just a moment ago had been so scary that he felt

what if

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

stay here for the