Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Unexpectedly, a few minutes later, Sebastian texted: I’ll be back tomorrow.

Sasha replied: Really? What time? Are you going back to Oceanic Estate straight away?

Sebastian was rendered speechless.

Such continuous questioning had overstepped the boundaries of her job scope as a family physician. Her employer had all the right to ignore her questions, or even fire her.

Standing right where she was, Sasha had her eyes glued to the phone screen. Finally, the man replied: Before twelve o’clock.

Before twelve o’clock? That’s great. I’m contented as long as he tells me an exact time.

Relief washed over Sasha. Then, she made her way down the stairs.

As soon as she came downstairs, a little girl in a pink dress scampered in from the garden to look for her.

“Mommy, mommy, Ian, and Matt are following Ms. Woods to have dessert outside.”

“What?”

Sasha was stunned for a second.

Dessert? What dessert? Kira knows how to make all kinds of dessert, doesn’t she? Why does she want to take the boys out to eat dessert then?

Holding her daughter’s hand, the woman strode out the door.

She was extremely vigilant about the kids’ safety now. Though their father had brought them here, where many safety precautions were implemented, she still could not let her guard down.

garden, she saw Kira trying

get a particular ingredient that dessert shop has, so the dessert I make will taste different. That’s why I

don’t you ask them to sell you

same mind as Sasha, refusing to let his great-grandsons

I don’t want to force them. Granduncle, if you’re worried about

reluctance, she was shrewd enough to stop pestering

breathed a sigh of

was about to leave with her daughter, Matteo stepped forward and pleaded, “No, I want to go. Please, Great-grandpa, I

really want

bewildered look crossed Jonathan’s face at his

give that little girl all his yummy food? It seems like

Ian. Am I right, Ian?” Matteo said coyly, tugging at his

Ian nodded his head

overjoyed at his

the number of words he spoke to me, let alone begging

ecstatic that he could

take you guys there.” Tapping his thighs, he stood up and was ready to

them, Kira was like an ant

you

can’t

didn’t mean that,

don’t get it. You’re our elder, so if you come with us, we’ll be so nervous that we can’t fully enjoy ourselves. Great-grandpa, please wait for us at home. Don’t worry, I’ll bring you the

Matteo reminded his