Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Though he began to display a fatherly presence again by showing concern for them and having them well taken care of, it was still rare for him to spend time with them like he did at the moment.

“No, you can’t undo the move you’ve made. Basic chess rules.”

Though Sebastian spoke mildly, his stance did not waver in the face of the children’s pleas.

Matteo and Vivian were rendered speechless as they were unaccustomed to their father’s firmness. Only Ian frowned thoughtfully for a moment before reaching out tentatively and moving one of his black pieces.

The next instant, Sebastian’s white piece dashed across the board to seal the fate of black’s defeat.

The triplets sighed, crushed by the merciless blow.

What are we supposed to do? Daddy isn’t the same as how he was before. He is not going to let us win.

To the children’s surprise, Sebastian scooped Vivian up who was closest to him as he stood up.

“All right, let’s get out for some fresh air. Would you like to fly a kite today, children?”

“Yes please, Daddy! I would love to!”

“Yes!”

“I want to blow bubbles, Uncle Sebastian. I want to blow big ones.”

span of several seconds, the trauma of defeat was washed off their faces at the prospect

children out and

anger mysteriously dissipated as

headed for

had hemophobia?” he demanded over the phone instead of coming to Oceanic

think?” Jonathan retorted, neither confirming nor

pressure of his suppressed

think? What exactly do you mean? Why did you prevent me from joining the International Anti-Terrorist Group? Isn’t my absence a good thing for

rage he had suppressed mere moments before reared its head again. “Why would you think that it’s a good thing for me? Tell

at the last minute swallowed his pride and bit his tongue, prompted

mind for the Jadesons is not me. Because I am never good enough for you and your

decision and also what I’ve planned for my own future. If

final threat,

almost smashed the

good for

moment, Tony the butler appeared with a cup of tea and sighed

his throat. “If I may, I think that you have been a little too harsh on Mr. Devin. If you’ve said what you said to somebody less

the boy makes me?” Jonathan grumbled, though his

are to so many people. Though Ms. Jasmine had done wrong, she is still Mr. Devin’s mother. How could he tolerate such awful things

unable

you have been neglecting Mr. Devin. Even in your speech you frequently express