Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

“Have I not thought of exacting revenge on her? She’s your sister for goodness sake. What can I do? Should I really send her to prison? If I did, how am I going to explain to your dad or even face him?”

Hanging her head, she suppressed the bitterness that was welling up inside her heart.

In truth, she was already feeling much better.

She couldn’t deny that she was secretly delighted to see Sebastian stand up for her in the end. More so than if Frederick was the one who backed her up.

She was just that gullible.

Despite his repeated attempts at hurting her and pushing her into the abyss, all the defenses she put up against him would waver the moment he showed her some concern.

Luckily, after she said her piece, Sebastian didn’t argue any further. Giving her a look of disappointment, he snapped, “I have not seen such a silly woman before!”

With that, he turned and left.

After being stumped for a moment, she followed him out.

Aren’t I silly?

After letting the matter slide, Sasha was sure that Sabrina would attempt to harm her again. After all, she was extremely ruthless and narrow-minded, to the extent she couldn’t tolerate having anyone that she couldn’t control by her side.

Sasha was worried that Sabrina would stir up trouble again very soon.

After she came out of the house, she assumed that she would be leaving with Luke. But for some reason, there was no sign of him anywhere. All she saw was the Bentley with its taillights blinking.

I go over?

if it was waiting for her. Furthermore, from past experience, there was no way he would wait for her. After all, they were

decided to head

step, the car honked. Turning to look, she saw the driver’s window half-open. “What

before heading towards the car

after Sasha got in and they were on their way, Sebastian questioned

“Huh?”

her brains in response. “I was… wasn’t doing anything. I

“Are you blind?”

“Hah?”

now

she had no idea what she

her had undergone a hundred and eighty-degree change. Now,

gotten

sulked in

silence too. Sitting at the back seat, she sneaked

a response, she turned her attention

moon or the stars to show themselves. Hence, all she could see were rows of street lamps that she was passing by one by one. The dim yellow light they were emitting made one feel lonely

it was almost

that was what flashed through

Buzz! Buzz!

the window deep in thought, her phone rang, and