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.

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

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

rejected Wendy’s

fine. Go to

he climbed the

and went back to

on the third floor after

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

didn’t expect the children to sleep so early and wanted to see them before calling

the second floor, he went to

to see that the little figure on the bed was indeed sound asleep. Then he closed the

went to check on

was befitting of his lively and mischievous temperament. Sebastian covered him with the blanket again and turned

for Vivian, Sebastian didn’t go

went to the

door creaked open, a rustling noise could be heard coming from the bedroom. Sebastian’s brows shot toward

Asleep, huh?

in amusement, and he reached out to

about to pretend to

in with wide eyes. Her cheeks were flushed with embarrassment as though

were you looking at your phone

hands into his pockets, wearing a laid-back expression

his question caused Sasha’s heart to lurch in her

was about to sleep, but then I received a message on

“Who’s it from?”

before squeaking

Willow?

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