Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

The little girl wrapped her arms around her mother’s thigh and requested, “Mommy, can you give me a shower? I’m so done with having a shower without your help!”

Sasha had no choice but to show her daughter the way to the bathroom. To the little girl’s surprise, her mother seemed to have forgotten the proper way to give her a shower.

“Mommy, aren’t you supposed to wash my hair before everything else?” Vivian asked when Sasha was about to apply body wash to her body.

Instead of rinsing off the body wash, Sasha started washing Vivian’s hair with it when she heard her daughter.

Vivian wasn’t able to stop her since Sasha had applied everything when she thought of stopping Sasha.

In the end, bubbles were all over Vivian’s head and ended up seeping into her eyes.

She started wailing, “I-It stings, Mommy! My eyes sting!”

Sebastian, who was giving their sons a shower next door, rushed into the bathroom when he heard their daughter wailing.

“What’s wrong? Why is she crying?”

“T-The bubbles have seeped into her eyes.”

As soon as Sasha explained herself, she told Vivian to stay still and started sprinkling water in her daughter’s direction to rinse off the soapy residue.

“Boohoo—” Their daughter ended up wailing again.

is the way you’re supposed to help her? Is

it anymore, Sebastian dashed over and held their daughter in his arms, making his way to retrieve the towel to

like a charm and stopped the little girl from making

at a loss for words to defend herself and stood right

all over the place the

“I-It’s fine, Mommy.”

who had finally regained her composure, assured her mother it wasn’t a

supposed to pick on Sasha in front of their daughter and remained silent

don’t you head next door and read our sons a story? I’ll go get Vivian

“Alright.”

sense of relief and made her way

Sitting on the bed, they greeted Sasha the moment they saw her,

Sasha made her way to her sons’ sides with a

unable to contain his excitement anymore. He asserted with a nod, “We’re waiting

other hand, Ian had always been a boy of a few words. The fact he had remained silent indicated he agreed

mother asked, “Are you

always shared folklores of different regions with us! Mommy, why don’t you carry on

indicating he was of the same

“I can’t really recall the content as it has been quite some time since my last