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

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

he rejected Wendy’s

fine. Go

that, he climbed the

and went back to

bedroom on the third floor after

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

expect the children to sleep so early and

reaching the second floor, he went to

peeked in to see that the little figure on the

that, he went to check

usual, Matteo loved kicking his blanket away, which was befitting of his lively and mischievous temperament. Sebastian covered him

Vivian, Sebastian didn’t go into her

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

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

Asleep, huh?

in amusement, and he reached out to

was about to pretend to sleep,

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

at your phone in the dark? Are

casually stuffed his hands into his pockets, wearing a laid-back expression on

heart to

to sleep, but then I received a message

“Who’s it from?”

squeaking out a name.

Willow?

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