Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

“Sebby, you’re home.”

Sebastian glanced up and saw Sasha in an apron, standing by the dining table with a hot bowl of soup in her hand. She had appeared, looking radiant and smiling angelically, as soon as she heard him come in.

“Okay, is everyone home? Can we eat dinner now? I’m starving!” Sabrina said loudly.

Sebastian had not noticed her sitting on the sofa. She suddenly stood up and started walking towards the dining table which Sebastian noticed was heavily laden with all the food that Sasha had prepared.

Can Sasha please stop doing this?

Sasha smiled awkwardly and said, “Matt, come set the table. Your aunt is hungry.”

Then, she placed the bowl of soup down in the center of the table and moved towards Sebastian, who was still standing at the front door.

“Are you tired? I made your favorite steak for dinner tonight. Go wash up and come eat.”

Sasha casually bent down, pulled out a pair of house slippers from the shoe cabinet and laid them in front of Sebastian. It was as if there was nothing wrong between the two of them.

Sebastian just stared at her quietly.

He had no choice but to slip his socked feet into the slippers and hand his briefcase over to her. Then, he hugged her stiffly as he always does.

Just as the ice around his heart was beginning to melt, the image of his mother being shot and falling unconscious into his arms appeared in his mind again.

His eyes narrowed and hardened again.

asked you to come over?” he

did you say?” Sasha raised her head

I just thought of bringing the children over. You like living here, don’t you? Then, I’ll move in here

coldness of his voice and answered

Do you really want to talk about this in front

had completely lost all affection for her and he had even gone as far as to bring up their children

paled, but after a few minutes, her expression returned to its usual

be Christmas in a few days’ time. Can’t we just celebrate it together one

if she was just discussing the

Sebastian was surprised.

thought that she would cry and cause a scene just as she had earlier that day at

was very much calmer

empty. He watched her put away his briefcase and pick up their daughter

turned

take your sister with you. Matt, go set your Daddy’s place at the table. We’re going

“Okay, Mommy.”

the small argument between their parents

been the most naïve one. It was likely that, even if she had

down at the dining table

over to join

said we’ll be spending Christmas over here this year. This will be the

soon as Sebastian sat down, he had begun chattering straightaway. He looked at his

together was indeed a happy