Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Nevertheless, she didn’t show any sign of pain.

Instead, she quickly collected herself and smiled. “Old Mr. Jadeson, why don’t you have a seat while I make you some exotic tea?”

Sasha was delighted by his response. Releasing her hand, she instructed the housemaid to bring over the exotic tea and brewing equipment. Throughout the exchange, she didn’t show any signs of discomfort at all.

Sebastian clenched his now empty fist.

A few minutes later, the housemaid returned with what Sasha had requested. With that, Sasha began brewing the tea in front of Jonathan.

“I’m surprised you know how to do this.”

“Mmm-hmm, just a little. My family used to own a tea plantation. Old Mr. Jadeson, have you heard about black tea before?”

Sasha began chatting with Jonathan while waiting for the water to boil.

It had been a long time since she brewed tea. The last time she did it was when Frederick was still alive. She had made some for him at the nursing home. But now, it just felt like a distant memory.

When the tea was ready, Sasha’s arm trembled while she was serving it. The excruciating pain she felt caused cold sweat to break out.

Sebastian squinted his eyes at the sight.

Intrigued, Jonathan suddenly asked, “Black tea is considered quality stuff. Since you’re familiar with it, do you know the Tea Infusion Technique?”

“The Tea Infusion Technique?”

in excitement. “Old Mr. Jadeson, I’m surprised you even knew about it. It’s a technique that is practiced in my hometown. Would you

“Most certainly!”

his anger now subsided, Jonathan looked at Sasha with intense

Sasha began to brew the tea using the special

on with a darkened

the pain she was in despite her efforts to hide it. Therefore, he had no choice

wrong with her? Why is she even brewing

dark cloud over the entire living

and Jonathan paid no heed to him. Once Sasha had served Jonathan the tea, he raised his teacup to take a sip. The next moment, his

is exactly how

“I see.”

his reaction, Sasha’s anxiety

now was assuage his anger. Or else, it would be of no benefit to Sebastian if Jonathan were to lose

welcome to come

“All right.”

he still reminded her, “But, please remember that Grayson didn’t send you here to make

words, Sebastian

Old Mr. Jadeson, please don’t worry. I will do my best to cure Mr. Hayes’ condition.

as she spoke, Jonathan’s stern gaze swept in her

Since when

“Huh?”

caught

Sebastian, why were they even arguing to the extent