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.

you to come over?” he asked her

Sasha raised her head to look straight into his

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

and answered him in a deliberately

Do you really want to talk about this

lost all affection for her and he had even gone as far as to bring

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

but it’ll be Christmas in a few days’ time.

she was just discussing the

Sebastian was surprised.

had thought that she would cry and cause a scene just

was very much calmer

empty. He watched her put away his briefcase and pick up their daughter who had been pestering

expression turned

you. Matt, go set your Daddy’s place at the table. We’re going to have

“Okay, Mommy.”

small argument between their parents since

possible that Vivian may have overheard them, but she had always been the most naïve one. It was likely that, even if she had heard

children happily sat down at the dining

finally walked over to

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

as Sebastian sat down, he had begun chattering straightaway.

Christmas together was indeed