Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Sebastian had heard the awkward tone and seen his stiff body, but still, he said those words without care.

Devin was rendered speechless.

What did that moment looked like?

That moment was just like when a culprit is trying to come up with excuses until someone slapped him with solid evidence of his wrongdoings.

Devin’s face turned from red to pale before turning dark. Devin, who had never been anything else but calm and collected even in the face of the worst terrorists, was panicking.

The changes of the expressions on his face even amused Sebastian.

“Sebastian…”

“It’s fine, really. I know you don’t want to marry her because of what happened between me and your parents. Still, Devin, would you listen to my plea? If you’re really determined, for the sake of our friendship, please don’t give her hope anymore.”

Both fell silent after that, but Sebastian continued staring at him.

Sebastian was not wearing many layers. The weather in the south was much warmer than the weather in Jadeborough, which was a city up north. Yet, as he stood there—as the setting sun made his shadow longer—he looked like a demon. That sent chills down Devin’s spine, and it made him pale as well.

For a moment, he wanted to explain everything to him.

However, when he thought about how his parents had died a tragic death and what his mother’s last words had been, he closed his eyes.

“Okay. I got it,” he squeezed out in a quiet mumble.

Then, he turned and left.

sunk, his fingers curling to clench his

are you standing there? I heard that Devin was here. Where is he? Has he

down the stairs and spotted the scene from the inside of

Sebastian finally looked away.

“Yes, he was busy.”

she had come out with just a thin scarf, he reached out to pull her into his arms and covered her with the

down here? You didn’t even put on

to look for Sab? Oh, yes. I even heard that Sab came back

popped her head out of his jacket

the man did not answer

to press a hard kiss on

aback

matchmake them anymore. There’s no good ending for them. If you really have the time, you should be

“Huh?”

was dumbfounded by

to earn

“Earn a living?”

here. You… You’re not going to go back to the Hayes residence, right? We’re a big family, and we certainly need to spend money. Even though you still have some savings, it’ll deplete eventually. So, I contacted my old

barely manage to stammer out her explanation

told him

know how much

an income. The three children were in school, and other than their living expenses, the gigantic

quite a

mouth, the man who had his arms wrapped

mean to ask me to hand over