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.

Old Mr. Jadeson intends to send his great-grandsons

you say?

almost imploded when

school? Opal Garden Academy was, in fact, the most elite school in Jadeborough. Nobody

of that school turned out to

up in

thought of

good temperament. Stephen and Jasmine had wanted to

had

grandson attended Opal Garden Academy, they would definitely gossip about how Jonathan had pulled strings for an admission.

two little rascals! They’re only six years old! Just first graders! Yet,

really hurt by Jonathan’s unfairness. As soon as Kira left, she immediately phoned Devin at the

favoritism! Were you not good enough for him as a child? Why did he treat you that way? You are all of his blood! Why is

quiet as his mother ranted to

over the phone, “Mom, why do you always think the worst of everyone? I could not enter

retorted huffily. “What do you mean you were not good enough? You were only twelve years old back then and already a sports champion! All the other major schools were scouting you! How

a loud slap on the table

lost his

said, “That’s enough. I have something to attend

overheard the tail-end of his conversation and teased, “What’s wrong? Is

start practicing!”

mother had put him in an

had found their mark. “I am practicing! I never stopped! Don’t