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.

explained, “They should be asleep. After dinner tonight, Ms. Wand took the children upstairs very early. What would you like

probably wants to eat something. Lately, when he comes home late every day and sees that Ms.

he rejected

fine. Go to

he climbed the

and

Sebastian walked out of the master bedroom on the third floor after putting

unclasped the watch encircling his wrist, stuffing it into the pocket of his pants. Then he languidly descended

sleep so early and wanted to

second floor, he

in to see that the little figure on the

went to check on

mischievous temperament. Sebastian covered him with the blanket again

for Vivian, Sebastian didn’t go into

he bypassed it and went to the room furthest in

soon as the door creaked open, a rustling noise could be heard coming from the bedroom. Sebastian’s brows shot toward his hairline and he

Asleep, huh?

curled up in amusement, and he

about to pretend to sleep, was

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

were you looking at your phone in the dark? Are you avoiding me

his pockets, wearing a laid-back

question caused Sasha’s heart

about to sleep, but

“Who’s it from?”

nervously before squeaking out a name.

Willow?

a brow and strode