Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

“Aunt Kelly, our plan failed.”

“We’re lucky that Matilda did not rat us out. I’m warning you, you better not mess up again, or I will kill you!”

Kelly, who had been in trepidation for the past two days, grew angry when her niece mentioned it again.

They were indeed in dire straits.

When their plan had failed, they did not expect Sebastian to put an end to the Emmanuels. He even handed over his aunt to the police.

Thanks to her quick thinking, Kelly had gotten someone to pacify Matilda and promised her the safety of the Emmanuels. Otherwise, she and her niece would not be where they were now if Matilda had confessed.

Kelly was bogged down by it.

Xandra stopped talking and repeatedly looked at the book in her hand. She stared at the word that was in the book—schizophrenia.

Schizophrenia. Her guess was right.

The man had a skeleton in the cupboard, so why should they still be suppressed by him? After all, the cards were in their hands now.

She stroked the word with her red nails, and a satisfying smile spread across her face.

Sasha slept soundly that night, probably because she had a load off her mind. Besides, she had not fully recovered yet, considering she had just fled from the hospital.

When she woke up the next day, it was a particularly bright day for her.

“Ian, shall we wait for Mommy to have calzone together?”

Christmas Eve

voices of children whispering in the quiet

bed and saw two children sitting

was a handsome and cool child, and the other was

was Ian and

bed and said, “Good morning, my dear

voice, Vivian quickly got up from the mat and

and then she looked at her eldest

I overslept. Have you

some calzone. But Grandpa and that bad woman

Sasha was startled.

the bad

Who?

down, Mommy. We’ll send the food up.” In a snap,

son into a tight

she should go down to meet Frederick

a small, self-deprecating smile as she thought back to yesterday’s

of her room and went to the

out from the bathroom, she looked

“Mommy…”

downstairs. Since she wasn’t feeling courageous, she stayed in

forward and held her daughter’s little

made

calzone is ready,