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.

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

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

rejected

fine. Go to

that, he climbed the

and went back

master bedroom on the third floor after putting down his notebook

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

early and wanted to

reaching the second floor, he went to

opened the door and peeked in to see that the little figure on the bed was indeed sound asleep. Then he

went to check

Matteo loved kicking his blanket away, which was befitting of his lively and mischievous temperament. Sebastian covered him with the blanket again and turned

Sebastian didn’t

went to

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

Asleep, huh?

up in amusement, and he reached out to

about to pretend to

eyes. Her cheeks

sleeping? Why were you looking at your phone in the

his hands into his pockets,

heart to

to sleep, but then

“Who’s it from?”

before squeaking out a

Willow?

raised a brow and strode