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.

upstairs very early. What would you like to eat,

eat something. Lately, when he comes home late every day and sees that Ms. Wand isn’t asleep yet, he’d

he rejected

fine. Go

that, he climbed the

insist and went back to

later, Sebastian walked out of the master bedroom on the third floor after putting down his notebook and changing into a

and unclasped the watch encircling his wrist, stuffing it into the pocket

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

reaching the second floor, he went to

the bed was indeed sound asleep.

to check on Matteo

which was befitting of his lively and mischievous temperament. Sebastian

for Vivian, Sebastian didn’t go into

it and went to the room furthest in the back—Sasha’s

noise could be heard coming from the bedroom. Sebastian’s brows shot toward his hairline and

Asleep, huh?

he reached out

who was about to pretend to sleep,

she could do was watch the man walk in with wide eyes. Her cheeks were flushed with embarrassment

at your phone in

pockets, wearing a laid-back

question caused Sasha’s heart to lurch in

sleep, but then

“Who’s it from?”

gulped nervously before squeaking out a

Willow?

brow and