The Love that Never Really Dies

Matteo, who was guarding their suitcases, noticed her abnormality.

He grabbed Vivi’s wrist as the two rushed up to her. “Mommy, what’s wrong? What happened?” “W-What?” Sasha was boiling with rage when suddenly her child’s voice crept into her ears. She lowered her head to look at them standing beside her. Oh no, how could I have forgotten about Matt and Vivi! It doesn’t matter if that b*stard catches me, but I can’t let him find out about them. Or I will lose my most precious babies. Finally, she came back to her senses.

Kneeling in front of Matteo, she grabbed his arms and explained, “Matt, listen to me now. I can’t bring you guys to Jetroina because there’s an emergency that I need to attend to. I’ll call Ms. Fischer to come over and bring you back. Is it okay?” Matteo fell silent for a while. Although he was surprised by his mom’s sudden change of decision, he nodded his agreement upon seeing the panic and the tinge of guilt in her eyes. “Alright, Mommy. Don’t worry.

such a good boy. I’ll leave everything to you then. Now I’ll bring you guys to the café over there where you wait for Ms. Fischer.” Sasha looked at her thoughtful son lovingly. With a heavy heart, she pulled him into her arms. Standing beside them, Vivian wanted a hug too. “Mommy, why do you only hug Matt? I want a hug too!” “Oh, I’ve missed out on our little

call from the hospital. “Dr. Nancy, are you at work? Mr. Jackson is waiting for you.” “I’m on my way,” she replied impassively while walking

about them. She had traveled all the way across the globe to settle down in Moranta. It was beyond her expectation that he would show up after five years. Since the matter had already come to a head, she might as well meet him and deal with him once and for all. On her way to the hospital, she regained her

ID card as he waited in Henry’s office. Nancy, huh? This name indeed sounds better than Sasha. Besides becoming gutsier, that woman who dared fake her death under his eyes had also acquired

bloodshot eyes. Henry asked in a quivering voice, “M-Mr. Scott, i-is Mr. Hayes alright? D-Dr. Nancy is on… on her way here.” The grim expression on Sebastian’s