Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

The hostility in Sebastian’s eyes dissipated with his good mood.

“What are you doing?”

Sasha turned melancholic and asked anxiously, “I’m trying to pick up the sound card. Sebastian, I might have gotten you involved in another nasty situation because I was in the middle of a fight with the maids of your aunt. Matteo couldn’t stand it anymore and accidentally hurt the legs of your aunt’s beloved grandchild. What should we do?”

She tried to defend her sons and took all the blame, but the moment she did that, she was on pins and needles. Since Sebastian’s aunt was involved, she felt helpless.

He hated to see her like this. “What’s the big deal? Are we supposed to be concerned?”

Sasha couldn’t believe her ears. She stuttered, “H-Huh? S-Shouldn’t we be concerned about his condition?”

The man started emanating an intimidating presence and dead-panned his reply. “Excuse me? Are you trying to be merciful towards the ones who have bullied your son?”

“N-No… He’s but a child. I’m afraid Matteo might have gone overboard…” Sasha explained herself.

As a mother, she knew parents would always side with their own children. She wasn’t trying to be a saint, but she couldn’t herself from sympathizing with them.

“Some children are born angels, but some are the exact opposites. Do you really think Matteo has gone overboard? Do you know what will happen if that brat manages to put the sound card into Ian’s instrument?” Sebastian countered.

Sasha didn’t reply him.

will be ridiculed by the others. Their mockery would be a fatal blow to

been so foolish as to pity that arrogant

being such a weak

nothing wrong with showing others mercy. However, you must protect your loved ones. You don’t have to be kind to those tyrants,”

than a reprimand. Judging by

Sasha nodded.

which also happened to be the deadliest part,

going to them, the Emmanuels decided to go to

his children who were nearby. “Ian, come here. Show

to carry out his

siblings, he marched out of the

never allow

they were the only ones left in the hall. His wife was the middle-aged woman who had

wasn’t aware they were your children. I hope you won’t take that

nonchalantly, “Oh? I won’t. As long as