Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

A memory surfaced in his mind.

When he was young, Frederick would often give him candy. Even though he did not like eating candy, the latter would still coax him into finishing it.

And they were the same as the one in his hand.

What does all of this mean?

Who am I? Who are my real parents?

“Who did you say is dead?”

“Y-Your… biological father. And this lady is your mother. She’s actually Mrs. Hayes’ younger sister. Back then, your father wanted to marry your mother immediately after they fell in love, but he met an accident before he could. Your mother was pregnant with you at that time. She couldn’t take the news and go mad after that.

“Later on, Mr. Hayes took her in. After you were born, Mr. and Mrs. Hayes brought you up as their own. Mr. Hayes was afraid your mother might wander off alone, so he built a place for her to stay in the basement.”

Wendy recounted everything Frederick had told her before.

However, she did not know that Frederick lied about something.

He chose not to tell Sebastian the whole truth. Perhaps he was afraid the powerful families in Jadeborough might bring calamity upon him after knowing the truth.

Sebastian froze on the spot.

Even though half of the truth had been left out, this news was already too much for him to digest.

Frederick Hayes isn’t my father.

owed me a thing? And that I’m the one who owes him

and my birth mother

Frederick? He raised me since I was a baby, and did so much for me because of my illness. In order to

did was just to

did I

him at his funeral because he favored his

that was holding the photo album trembled

self-blame, he heard himself asking, “Who else

entrusted me with this information, so he must’ve known what would

silence, and the air

he thought of

couldn’t bring himself to

then I understand why he wanted me to leave Hayes

I already left, why did he still leave me thirty-five percent of the company’s current share distribution ratio? This means that if Peter’s twenty percent still can’t be found, I’d still possess all the

what was his purpose of

day at the military hospital, the look Channing

subordinate who followed him

and a hint of regret surged in

not dare to think further, for fear that more cruel truths would surface in his

still got to

make sure she’s properly cleaned up, then

about you?”

the

in such a hurry? Doesn’t he care about his

of the truth, Saul grumbled in