Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Chapter 1394 A Normal Life

This time, Ian had chosen to leave his parents and siblings behind to stay on the island alone so he could do what he loved.

Sasha was proud of him.

However, half a month later, when Solomon and Ichika had just delivered good news from Jadeborough, Sasha received a call from Wendy.

“Mrs. Hayes, Mr. Ian rarely talks nowadays. After returning from the base, he’ll lock himself in his room and continue with his experiments. When I call his name, he’ll ignore me. Sometimes, he’ll even skip meals even though he’s starving,” Wendy reported in a worried tone.

“What?” Sasha demanded, her heart clenching in distress.

Is he completely wrapped up in his experiments? But he’s only eleven years old. Can he be this focused?

The more she thought about it, the more worried she got. In the end, she didn’t even bother waiting until Sebastian arrive home from work and called Ambrose, who was now Ian’s mentor.

“Mr. Pence, it’s me, Sasha,” she greeted the old man.

“Sasha? Oh, hello. It’s been a while since we last met. To what do I owe the pleasure?” Ambrose answered cheerfully.

After exchanging a few words of pleasantries, Sasha promptly brought up her son.

“Mr. Pence, Wendy just told me that Little Ian has been busy with his experiments back at home until he has no time for meals. What is going on?”

We’ve been learning about core chips recently. You have no idea how excited he

Is that it?

to react to that

must’ve been too focused. I will talk him out of it and make sure he eats on time, all

Pence,” Sasha answered

was so helpful that Sasha couldn’t bring herself to ask for

arrived home from work. He furrowed his brows but didn’t show any

busy for the next few days. After that, I might go visit him. Ambrose’s right. If he refuses to eat now, there’s a possibility

enough to realize that something else might be

his explanation, Sasha felt

would be graduating from elementary school soon, so she would have to

conference, Geraldine Waldorf, Jessica’s mother, stopped Sasha in her tracks by grabbing her arm excitedly. “Mrs. Hayes, let’s send our children to art

Sasha was delighted.

back at school, for their lives

principals had to serve the spoiled brats from the upper-class society. In her opinion, the purpose of education was

What arts school do

in dancing there, and she’s now the top dancer of

shone in Sasha’s

parent joined their