Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

“Huh?”

Sasha stared at her dumbly.

Wait, I agreed to go with Brandon?

I guess I did? I can’t even remember. Alright then. Since he’s helped me in the past, this is just me returning the favor.

Sasha nodded absent-mindedly. “Mm, Sebastian’s father asked me to go as well.”

“Ah, I see. I’ll inform Mr. Hayes about this-”

“No, no, it’s fine. I-I-I’ll tell him myself. Don’t worry and just go back to work.” Sasha immediately turned the housemaid down, then got up from the ground and went back in.

Wendy was at a loss for words.

Forget it. Since Mr. Hayes Sr. asked her to go, then I guess I don’t have to tell his son about this.

Wendy decided to just let it be.

…

It was slightly past nine when Sebastian returned from work.

Because it was year end, there were lots of matters to settle at the company. Hence, he had been coming back at this hour for quite a long time.

However, when he came home that night, the petite figure who would usually be huddled on the sofa watching TV in the living room was nowhere in sight. The first floor of the enormous villa returned to being desolate once again.

“Mr. Hayes, welcome back.”

“Mm, where are they?”

While changing his shoes, Sebastian asked the housemaid with a frown on his face.

Ms. Wand took the children upstairs very early. What would you like to eat, Mr. Hayes? I’ll make

every day and sees that Ms. Wand isn’t asleep yet, he’d ask

he rejected Wendy’s

fine. Go to

he climbed the

didn’t insist and went

out of the master bedroom on the third floor after putting down his notebook and changing into

stuffing it into the

the children to sleep so early and wanted to see them before calling

reaching the second floor, he went to Ian’s room

the little figure on the bed was indeed sound asleep. Then he closed the door

to

blanket away, which was befitting of his lively and mischievous temperament. Sebastian covered him with the blanket again and turned the temperature higher before

for Vivian, Sebastian didn’t go into her

to the

door creaked open, a rustling noise could be heard coming from the bedroom. Sebastian’s brows shot toward his hairline and he immediately spotted the woman frantically clicking off her

Asleep, huh?

lips curled up in amusement, and he reached out to flip on

who was about to

eyes. Her cheeks were flushed with embarrassment as though she had been caught red-handed doing

your phone in the dark? Are you avoiding me

pockets,

Sasha’s heart to

sleep, but then I received a message

“Who’s it from?”

squeaking out a

Willow?

raised a brow