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?”

have no idea how excited he was at seeing our propulsion and simulation diagram at

Is that it?

unsure how to react to that piece of

will talk him out of it and

Mr. Pence,” Sasha answered

helpful that Sasha couldn’t bring

evening, Sasha told Sebastian about the matter when he arrived home from work.

to eat now, there’s a

to realize that something else might

Sasha

the matter the next few days. Matteo and Vivian would be graduating from

stopped Sasha in her tracks by grabbing her arm excitedly. “Mrs. Hayes, let’s send our children to art school. Look, Vivian and Jessica love jewelry and fashion

Sasha was delighted.

the kids back at school, for their

principals had to serve the spoiled brats from the upper-class society.

What arts school do you

of course. My cousin’s daughter majored in dancing there, and she’s now the top dancer of an opera

Envy shone in

another parent joined their