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.

go for lunch now, Mommy?” the two little

They must be exhausted.

said, “Sure! But before that, we need to clean up first.

Mattheo to

too, brought their elder

have any dirt on me,”

away the dirt, but he felt disgusted just thinking of the

don’t feel like wearing wet clothes?” Sasha asked Sebastian after she was done

daggers at her. “Would you like to wear

crude remark

wearing wet clothes, but she decided to keep

grew up like a prince had zero tolerance for

a sigh. “Come here. Let me help you. Put on this pair of disposable socks later, and once we are back to the village, we’ll

resorting to coaxing Sebastian like a

hands, the man reluctantly sat

you?” he asked while dipping his feet

washed the dirt

Sebastian felt a tingling sensation in

that he

of activity, of course, I’ll have

man’s face as