Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

That’s some pretty scary sh*t. What the hell is wrong with that man? What made him lose his temper like that? Is he going to take down the whole house with him?

Filled with worry and unease, Lance decided to wait for Sebastian to calm down before seeking him out.

Alas, he did not get to meet Sebastian because when he went to the room upstairs after coaxing the children, he found the door wide open and a mess on the ground, but no Sebastian.

It was obvious that the man had long since left.

That night, he did not once return to the house.

Worried sick, Lance and the children asked Wendy, who had just come back, to send some people to look for him. Unfortunately, no one was able to find him, not until the next morning when someone knocked on the door.

“Wendy! Open the door, Wendy!”

“Coming…”

After a restless night, Wendy was slightly disorientated upon hearing the somewhat familiar voice. Despite that, she quickly ran over to get the door.

What she never expected was to see Sasha, who she hadn’t seen in many days, supporting a pale-faced Sebastian.

“Madam, you’re-”

“Let’s talk later,” Sasha cut her off. “Sebastian was under the rain all night at the cemetery. Quick, help me get him upstairs, then call the doctor to come over.”

After hastily giving Wendy some instructions, she helped the man through the door.

Snapping back to her senses, Wendy hurriedly called Lance to come down and help.

woken up, obediently stood by the bed to watch as their mother examined their father

Yay! Mommy’s finally back!

literally

was done after a

are also very inflamed. My guess is he drank last night. Has

the doctor. He’ll be here any

nodded profusely

herself, but the house did not have the necessary equipment for

as the three children, did not question Sasha’s

on Sebastian, he gave the same diagnosis as

everyone heave a

speak to Sasha.

hide this matter from

she knew that Karl was instructed to

probably missed each other, but it’s

“I see.”

Wendy nodded in realization.

creatures rushed toward their mother. It had been too long since they saw

first to throw herself into Sasha’s arms. With red-rimmed eyes, she whined adorably, “Mommy, you’re finally

opened her arms to

you too. I’m sorry

okay, Mommy. As long as

her mother’s arms. In just a short period of time, she seemed

on her daughter’s forehead, but Ian and Matteo came