The Love that Never Really Dies

“Huh?” Sasha stared at her dumbly.

Wait, I agreed to go with Brandon?

I guess I did? I can’t even remember. Alright then. Since he’s helped me in the past, this is just me returning the favor.

Sasha nodded absent-mindedly. “Mm, Sebastian’s father asked me to go as well.”

“Ah, I see. I’ll inform Mr. Hayes about this-”

“No, no, it’s fine. I-I-I’ll tell him myself. Don’t worry and just go back to work.” Sasha immediately turned the housemaid down, then got up from the ground and went back in.

Wendy was at a loss for words.

Forget it. Since Mr. Hayes Sr. asked her to go, then I guess I don’t have to tell his son about this.

Wendy decided to just let it be.

…

It was slightly past nine when Sebastian returned from work.

Because it was year end, there were lots of matters to settle at the company. Hence, he had been coming back at this hour for quite a long time.

However, when he came home that night, the petite figure who would usually be huddled on the sofa watching TV in the living room was nowhere in sight. The first floor of the enormous villa returned to being desolate once again.

“Mr. Hayes, welcome back.”

“Mm, where are they?”

While changing his shoes, Sebastian asked the housemaid with a frown on his face.

asleep. After dinner tonight, Ms. Wand took the children upstairs very early. What

and sees that Ms. Wand isn’t asleep yet, he’d ask her to make

rejected Wendy’s

fine. Go

that, he climbed

and went back to

on the third floor after putting down his notebook and changing into

the watch encircling his wrist, stuffing it into

to sleep so early and wanted to see them

he went to Ian’s room

to see that the little figure on the bed was indeed sound

he went to check

of his lively and mischievous temperament. Sebastian covered

for Vivian, Sebastian didn’t

he bypassed it and went to the room furthest in

coming from the bedroom. Sebastian’s brows shot toward his hairline and he immediately

Asleep, huh?

amusement, and he reached out to flip on the

who was about to pretend

wide eyes. Her cheeks

sleeping? Why were you looking at your phone

into his pockets, wearing a

heart to

sleep, but then I

“Who’s it from?”

before squeaking

Willow?

brow and strode

What’s he doing?