The Love that Never Really Dies

The Love That Never Really Dies Chapter 175

Dinner lasted for over an hour.

The meal might not be as rich as the food in hotels but, because it was entirely prepared by Sasha, the children showed their utmost support. They asked for seconds, even third helpings until they were completely stuffed.

“Ian, do you like Mommy’s meatballs? It’s made from shrimp.”

“Yes, I do!”

Ian stabbed the last meatball with his fork and nodded without hesitation when Vivian asked him.

The girl was happy to hear that.

She was Mommy’s loyal fan. She would support her mommy no matter what.

But when Vivian turned to look at Daddy to ask the same question, she was suddenly spooked by the look he had on his face as he stared longingly at the plate in front of him. Her face turned pale. She did not dare to say anything after that.

What’s Daddy looking at? Why does he look so scary all of a sudden?

It was as if Sebastian had just witnessed something unfathomable. Grave horror could be seen projected in those dark eyes of his!

What’s up with Daddy? Does he not like Mommy’s cooking?

The little girl had a bad feeling about it.

Sasha did not notice that. She was doing the dishes in the kitchen. The children, after they finished their food, had left a pile of dirty dishes for her to clean.

Therefore, she was not in the mood to take note of him.

not have stayed calm while she went about her

He did not like having the sweet,

into several pieces, plant a toothpick on one of them,

have I been

not remember clearly. The first time she did it, she was in her first year of elementary school. By the time he was sent abroad, she had graduated from elementary

kitchen, she thought about the promise she had made

help me

“Okay.”

playing with Matteo, immediately rose and went to the kitchen to help Mommy

here tonight, we still have to tell Daddy, alright? Can you

a coward for sending

true intentions. At the same

when he brought the grapes out, he could not find Daddy in the living room. While he was wondering where Daddy could be, he

Daddy gone into Mommy’s

with the

got to the door, he

through the books on Mommy’s study table like he was looking for something. Several books on

What’s Daddy doing?

into the room. “Daddy, what are you

flipping through the books as though possessed, froze when his son called

What am I doing?

could be that the idea he hatched just a moment ago had been so scary that he felt the urge to search

what if

daze. For a long

I want to stay here

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