Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

“He’s leaving?”

Sabrina who had just been allowed to take some food back at the Hayes found herself losing appetite after listening to Sasha. “Where’s he going?”

“I don’t know. I saw someone introducing a pilot to him, telling him to contact the pilot any time he wants to leave.”

Sabrina was at a loss for words.

She knew that her brother’s condition was about the same as what the woman had described.

After the Hayes had regained power, their financial support had been cut off. Hence, Sabrina was not at all surprised when she heard Sasha saying that Sebastian was contemplating leaving.

“Didn’t you trying explaining to him?”

“I did, but he’s not listening. Besides, I tried your suggestion and sounded him out in the game but he was not walking his talk.”

Sasha cried as she sat on the grass clutching onto her phone.

Sabrina was rendered speechless.

She tried to bite her tongue but to no avail. In the end, she decided to spill the beans and said, “Don’t blame him, our father said some nasty things to him the other day.”

“W-what?”

“My father thought that Sebastian was behind the idea of us stealing from the memorial hall and reprimanded him. He accused Sebastian of being a hypocrite, claiming that my brother was merely feigning disinterest. My father even challenged him to let him know straight away if he was indeed after it, chiding him for being a coward for hiding behind two women.”

Sasha felt an epiphany hit her.

She stopped in her tracks right then and froze on the ground.

hear

 Did he know what it truly meant, and how deep his words could

Sasha finally stopped crying.

realization hit her. A sense of remorse

What have I done?

indignation? And yet I have the audacity to

brink of

a cab. “To the Hayes Residence

“Sure, Miss.”

cab sped toward

to

why are you here? Do you think you haven’t already

who walked out of the Hayes

was the eldest son of Ethan, and

red at his remark. “No, that’s not it. Saul, I’m here to explain to Mr.

would

he turned

I really want to explain it all to Mr. Hayes so

was stumped for a moment. He thought about Sebastian

to the nursing home thanks to you

Nursing home?

that I’ve been to when I

no time and got the address. Then, she

chided, for she knew that the man had always been a sensitive one. She

through the traffic, eager to get there as soon

pull herself together at the thought of the indignation and wrath

about forty minutes, she finally reached the