Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Jonathan was fuming.

“Dr. West, didn’t you see that I was playing with the children? Why did you let her call the kids away?” he grumbled irritably. He cast an annoyed glance at Sasha. This is all her fault!

Sasha walked over to him, smiling apologetically.

“Apologies, Old Mr. Jadeson, I did not notice you here. My little girl has been begging and begging to see the children and play with them. I wanted to speak to Mr. Hayes regarding the treatment, so I had to bring her upstairs so that she would stop bugging me. Apologies again!”

Jonathan said nothing. He merely exchanged an irritable look with the doctor.

He did not understand why he was feeling so annoyed. Before he had his two grandsons, he had not had much patience for the little girl.

However, now that he had the two of them, his heart had softened for the girl.

He raised his head and looked at the young man who had already reached the door of the room upstairs. Anger bubbled up in him again.

That b*stard! So, nobody can touch the kids anymore? Why is this lady doctor allowed to do whatever she wants to them? Am I not allowed to say anything about it?

The more Jonathan thought about it, the angrier he got.

When Devin left the Red Pavilion that day, he had gone straight back to the army barracks and did not return again for a long while.

Jasmine was very upset by his absence.

At that moment, Kira, who often went over to the Oceanic Estate, brought with her some bad news.

I heard that Old Mr. Jadeson intends to

say? Opal

imploded when

in fact, the most elite school in Jadeborough. Nobody could bribe

of that school turned out to be the most sought-after talents

bubbled up in

thought of her

good temperament. Stephen and Jasmine had wanted to enroll Devin into

had sternly stopped

they would definitely gossip about how Jonathan had pulled strings for an admission. Jonathan did not want to

two little rascals! They’re only six years old! Just first graders! Yet, he’s already wanting to send

as Kira left, she immediately phoned Devin

really don’t understand why your Grandpa is showing such blatant favoritism! Were you not good enough for him as a child? Why did he treat

his mother

phone, “Mom, why do you always think the worst of everyone? I could not enter that school back then precisely because I

good enough? You were only twelve years old back then and already a

word with a loud slap on

lost his

“That’s enough. I have something to attend to. Goodbye now.”

in training with him, overheard the tail-end of his conversation and teased, “What’s wrong? Is your mother nagging

start practicing!”

him in an irritable

mark. “I am practicing! I never