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.

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

and sees that Ms. Wand

rejected

fine. Go

that, he climbed the

insist and went back

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

stuffing it into the pocket of his pants. Then he languidly descended the

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

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

little figure on the bed was

to check on Matteo

mischievous temperament. Sebastian covered him with the blanket again

for Vivian, Sebastian didn’t go into

to the room furthest in the back—Sasha’s

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

who was about to pretend to sleep, was

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

sleeping? Why were you looking at your phone in the dark? Are

his pockets, wearing a laid-back expression

his question caused Sasha’s heart to lurch

I-I-I was about to sleep, but then I

“Who’s it from?”

squeaking

Willow?

raised a brow