Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

When Sasha finally got back to the ward, her eyes were downcast the entire time. She didn’t even dare to lift her eyes, afraid that Sebastian would chase both her and Vivian out of the room.

I know I have caused some blunders amid the panic.

I have intended to leave him with a good impression, but who would have known things would turn out this way.

“Mr. Hayes, I’m sorry for the mess. Today is the weekend, so the school is closed. And I have to bring Vivian with me. I didn’t expect the situation would turn into chaos. I’m really sorry.”

The frown on his face was still there since he returned to his ward, so she apologized again.

However, Sebastian didn’t acknowledge her.

He didn’t even spare her a glance. His gaze was fixed intently on the child in his lap.

Sasha quickly shut her mouth.

“Get down.”

“Why? Uncle Sebastian, did I accidentally touch your injured arm? I’ll blow it for you. You’ll feel much better.”

And so, Vivian, with drool hanging from her mouth, started blowing intently on Sebastian’s bandaged arm. Her cheeks were round like a pufferfish’s as she did that.

Sebastian merely looked at her.

The corner of his eye twitched.

He was unwilling to admit that at that moment, the small child had melted a cold and hard corner of his heart into a puddle.

her head, looking puzzledly at Sebastian. Her round cheeks tinged

corner of Sebastian’s

order her to get off him with saliva all over his body, but after seeing the child’s adorably naive expression,

Like mother, like daughter.

medicine is

“Sure!”

watched the scene in

an

Sebastian would hate children even more due to that experience. I was prepared to catch Vivian if he decided to

the brave Vivian managed to

need to pick up your medication. Thank you very much.” Sasha rushed out

give her a response

a flicker of irritation. His temple started

change because her gaze was locked on the orange on the bedside table. She was hungry as she hadn’t eaten anything since she came

are you looking

Sebastian, I want

best to stretch out her arm to reach for the orange in the fruit

heart softened at her trying so

remembered he didn’t have a child. But this soft and chubby child on his lap, with a baby voice and milk scent, was starting to melt

and viciousness in him began to dim and slowly

get it for you.” Sebastian helped her grab the orange, even though his arm hurts from

joy with the

grab the orange despite

the orange intently. She offered Sebastian a peel