Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

“What? Mental problems?”

“That’s right. He was already mad when he was sent over here. Because of his influential background, Commander Hamilton had no choice but to train him. I don’t know how it happened, but he went nuts and strangled our commander to death last night.”

Perhaps he thought Sasha was Logan’s family, so he described the incident in detail.

Overwhelmed by the news, Sasha felt chills run down her spine. She staggered and was on the verge of fainting.

No… No way, it can’t be! I must have heard it wrong or misunderstood his words. The man whom the sentry is talking about can’t be Sebastian!

She was trying to convince herself that it was only a misunderstanding.

But… Other than him, who else has a mental disorder and a prominent background?

Standing rooted to the spot for a few seconds, Sasha felt as if the sky had darkened and the clouds looked grey. Every sight and sound around her faded into the background.

“Hello, miss? Are you all right?”

After what seemed like an eternity, Sasha finally pulled herself together. “No, you’re lying. He’s not mad. He’s recovered!” she retorted, refusing to admit to herself that Sebastian was deranged again.

Still, the sentry’s next sentence gave her a tremendous blow.

lie. You can see it for yourself at the asylum. He’s being contained

seem the slightest bit upset about the tragedy, but she was

of her mind? How could she

in no mood to continue talking

his last sentence. In the next second, she seemed to have lost her

well yesterday. Though he had had his breakfast, he lied just so he could take me to the cafeteria for a meal. He didn’t even get angry that I kissed him after he walked me out. How could such a man be a lunatic? No, he’s not crazy! From the beginning till the end, he has always been normal. Despite his

the blink of an eye, she found out the location of the most well-known asylum in Jadeborough and

the man who had shaken up the political arena

men were surrounding him and pointing their guns at him. With a malicious smile, he grabbed a syringe and stabbed it into the

“Argh!”

out of the nurse’s wound, Sasha collapsed onto the floor

dashed at that moment, and her dreams were shattered into pieces. The woman could no longer

“Ah!”

“Sasha!”

“Madam!”

cries and screams echoed

toward her, while the man in the ward lifted

All she could do was stare blankly at the ceiling as blood seeped out of the corner of