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.

Ms. Wand took the children upstairs very early. What would you like to eat, Mr. Hayes? I’ll make it for

 Lately, when he comes home late every day and sees that Ms. Wand isn’t asleep

he rejected Wendy’s

Go to

he climbed the

and

master bedroom on the third floor after putting down his notebook and

watch encircling his wrist, stuffing it into the pocket of his pants. Then he languidly descended the

early and wanted to see them before calling

reaching the second floor, he went to

on the bed was indeed sound asleep.

went to check

befitting of his lively and mischievous

Vivian, Sebastian didn’t go into her

he bypassed it and went to the room furthest in the back—Sasha’s

the bedroom. Sebastian’s brows shot toward his

Asleep, huh?

up in amusement, and he

about to pretend

cheeks were flushed with embarrassment as though

your phone in

casually stuffed his hands into his pockets, wearing a laid-back expression

question caused Sasha’s heart to lurch in her

but then I received a

“Who’s it from?”

squeaking out a

Willow?

a brow and

What’s he doing?