Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

“Mother? So she’s their Mom? How about the woman standing on the ridge with him? That was not the mother?” one of the parents inquired.

“Of course not! Can’t you tell?” another parent said. “Look, the husband told her to take care of the seedings because he doesn’t want her to get her hands dirty. He’s doing everything on his own instead.”

At least there were still parents who were observant enough to notice their interaction.

Upon hearing that, the other parents began to nod in agreement.

Meanwhile, Roxanne had completed her task and brought Vivian back.

She was all smiles when she returned with a basket full of fruits, but the grin on her face instantly vanished into thin air when she overheard the remarks those parents made.

It was hard for Roxanne to wrap her mind around the weird feeling that arose within her.

For years, she had always cherished the professional relationship she had with Sebastian.

But witnessing this in person somehow made her feel a little uncomfortable.

She felt as if another person had snatched something that belonged to her. It was the same feeling she had felt when Sasha visited Sebastian the last time.

Roxanne’s eyes dimmed, and her expression turned grim.

Sasha and the rest had planted all the seedlings before noon.

We’re done! Can we go for lunch now, Mommy?” the two

They must be exhausted.

we need to clean up first. Then we’ll

then carried Mattheo to a

Sebastian, too, brought their elder

yourself. I don’t have any dirt on me,” Ian said as he looked at the

to wash away the dirt, but he felt disgusted just thinking of the wet

wrong? You don’t feel like wearing wet clothes?” Sasha

at her. “Would you like to

crude remark rendered

mind wearing wet clothes, but she decided

a prince had zero tolerance for anything dirty

pair of disposable socks later, and once we are back to the village, we’ll

to coaxing Sebastian like

socks in her hands, the man reluctantly sat down on

he asked while dipping his feet into the

washed the dirt

his feet, Sebastian felt a tingling

an indescribable feeling that he

activity, of course, I’ll have to prepare a few pairs of socks for

not notice the expression on the man’s face as she was paying full attention to the dirt on his