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.

home late every day and sees that

he rejected

Go

that, he

and went back to

the third

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

didn’t expect the children to sleep so early and

the second floor, he went to Ian’s

see that the little figure on the bed

that, he went to check on Matteo and

of his lively and mischievous temperament. Sebastian covered him with the blanket again and turned

didn’t go

bypassed it and went to

rustling noise could be heard coming from the bedroom. Sebastian’s brows shot toward his hairline and he immediately spotted the

Asleep, huh?

lips curled up in amusement, and he reached

to pretend

walk in with wide eyes. Her cheeks were flushed with embarrassment as

you looking at your phone in the

pockets, wearing a laid-back expression

Sasha’s heart to lurch in her

but then I received a message

“Who’s it from?”

before squeaking out a name.

Willow?

a brow

What’s he doing?