Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

“How did Mommy end up like this?”

Matteo was shocked as he stared at his stranger of a mother.

Ian merely stayed silent.

It was obvious he was upset from the frown on his face.

Soon, Karl asked, “How are things on your side? Is Mr. Hayes fine?”

Sadness filled Sasha’s eyes at Karl’s inquiry.

“He’s not doing so good. It was like a switch in him had flipped. He wasn’t the Sebastian we knew anymore. I had Vivian come for a visit, hoping to awaken some of his memories to suppress his urge to kill.”

“Urge to kill?” Karl’s face paled at her words. “You mean Mr. Hayes has killed many?”

“Yes, he had already killed three of the Jadesons. In order to kill Charles, he induced a huge disturbance in the military base a few days ago. It almost tipped the federal’s political scene. Charles was beyond furious at him. If it wasn’t for me arriving in the nick of time, Sebastian might have been shot dead by him.”

Sasha didn’t keep any secrets from him and blurt out everything that happened.

Her heart was heavy with worry and lingering fears as she reiterated the happenings.

What would have happened if I were late by a second that day?

She didn’t dare to think of the consequences.

Karl’s face darkened.

that old man crazy? Why did he shoot Mr. Hayes? Does he not know those

all know they deserved it, but we’re on his turf. If he doesn’t allow

“Damn!”

overcome

say we

so simple? We’re not in Avenport, but in the capital city of Jadeborough, where the military called all

couldn’t escape even when he was awake. So how could I, a

clenched his fist so tightly that his knuckles

worry. I’m here now. I won’t let him touch Sebastian, and I’ll think of a way to treat his

easy for you to bring the kids around. I’ll find a place to stay temporarily. Just look for me if you need any

could only make that decision at

Sasha agreed.

headed back to the city

Jadeborough. He had another task in mind,

I need

“Sure, Mommy.”

stopped playing with her plushie and

“So your dad is sick and might not recognize you. Can you call him Uncle

“Huh?”

and excitement sparkling in Vivian’s

as Uncle

I

and wronged, Vivian

Don’t make Mommy sad.” Her brothers’ urgent persuasion sounded from the butterfly hair