Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Chapter 403

Afraid that Karl would drag her to the room by force, Sasha immediately ran to the couch and sat on it as she stared at him with her guard up.

Karl was left speechless by her act.

Is that woman a fool? Isn’t it a good thing that we’re getting her a room to rest?

Karl head hurt a little. “Ms. Wand, this is Mr. Hayes’s instructions.”

“What?”

After hearing Karl’s words, Sasha’s bloodshot eyes widened. “That gives me more reasons to refuse. You can leave now. Don’t be bothered about me. I’ll just stay here.”

 

With that, she lay down on the couch with her face facing inward and started ignoring Karl.

Karl, at his wits’ ends, gnashed his teeth together.

 

He had wanted to take forceful measures to send that woman to the room, but on second thoughts, he did not dare to touch her. After all, he knew there was no need for Sebastian to personally deal with the business here, at least for now. Yet, he still did and still stayed for two days.

What a woman!

In the end, Sasha still spent the whole night in the hotel lobby.

The next day, she was jolted awake by a horrible din.

Every day after sunrise at this hotel lobby, there would be a milling crowd of guests, creating an unavoidable amount of noise. It was especially so when they gossiped as they saw a young lady lying on the couch in the lobby.

Pulling herself up from her position, Sasha then headed to the washroom.

the woman who spends the night here. Who exactly is she? The

knows. Perhaps she

her face, all Sasha could hear

dumped? Isn’t that true? I might get

sighed. She haphazardly packed her stuff and walked out of the washroom, heading

know if Mr. Hayes in the penthouse suite has come down

that leads to the basement

such a piece of bad news from the

h*ll! He really left

but similar to a bucket of ice water thrown at Sasha. Her

“Miss, are you alright?”

held out her hand and tried to help

waved her hand dismissively. As her face drained of all colors, it seemed like she was voided

was nothing she could do if Sebastian wanted to

her courage and steeled her resolution, there would be no chance for her to get

to the couch and sat down, utterly

down and hugged onto her thighs as

“Ms. Wand?”

“Huh?”

wrong with you? We’re leaving soon; do you want

There was no reply.

a few seconds, Sasha, who was still hugging her thighs, slowly straightened her back and lifted her head. Her face was as white

out to

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