The Love that Never Really Dies

Right after he entered the house, he felt warm light enveloping him, as well as the alluring smell of food in the air. Even though the size of the apartment was only a little smaller than sixty square meters, it was very comforting.

What the heck? This dump is actually quite cozy.

He strode into the apartment and sauntered over to the worn-out sofa.

“Daddy, do you want some water? I can pour some for you,” Matteo offered sensibly. As soon as he reached home, he immediately thought of pouring a drink for his daddy.

Sebastian accepted his offer, of course.

At that moment, he took a seat on the sofa. As he waited for his son to get water for him, he took the time to examine this rundown apartment that was not even big enough for his bedroom.

He came too late last night. There was no time to check out the place.

When he woke up in the morning, it had been chaotic, and he missed the chance again.

While the man sank into his thoughts, Sasha had already gone into the kitchen. She heard from her son that the three of them had not had their dinner yet, so of course she had to get them something to eat.

But when she looked into the refrigerator, she found herself running short for ideas.

“You… haven’t eaten either?”

She stepped out of the kitchen, cast a glance at the man on the sofa, and asked him hesitantly.

Sebastian happened to be drinking water at that time. He turned when he heard her, and his gaze naturally fell on her person.

How unsightly!

and baggy loungewear, with a large, long-eared hoodie at the back. Her shoulder-length short hair was not even combed properly. She simply tied

she know how to keep up appearances? Has she forgotten that she’s the daughter of a noble family? What happened to

Sebastian frowned.

not find it out

before his eyes, his mind drew up a peculiar image. He came home very late one night and, when she suddenly opened the door for him, he saw bright, orange light shining at him

felt

arched his brows, “What do you

How is it

came up. What’s wrong?

“No, it’s not that…”

Sasha quickly denied.

kept it well-stocked. She just wanted to

it seemed like she

into the kitchen again and proceeded to worry about what

deal with. She had bought a lot of shrimps

was a picky eater. He was not a fan of seafood, spicy food, and even Asian cuisine.

I should make him

was at a

moment. Just two days

would deceive themselves. Once something went deep into the bones, even if they kept reminding themselves that they did not care of it at all,

ravioli for Ian and Matteo, just like what she did

As for Sebastian?

of vegetable broth and some homemade rolls, cut up evenly. In addition to that, she even had an orange peeled and served on the side, especially

“Dinner’s ready!”

finally saw food on the table, they all cheered,