The Love that Never Really Dies

“Uncle Sebastian, you came back!”

“Yes. Merry Christmas! This is for you. Do you like it?”

Sebastian handed over the giant doll to the little girl. He didn’t realize that his tender gaze toward her was the same as how he looked at his sons.

In the meantime, Sasha stood up by the entrance.

When she saw the man entering with the three children, she hesitated but still thanked him.

Sebastian raised his brows. “What for?”

She pointed at the overjoyed, chubby little girl standing beside him. “For her. She’s thrilled that you brought her a gift and even saved her.”

“Oh!” The man sneered disdainfully. “I’m just doing it on behalf of her dead father.”

Sasha was at a loss for words while watching him bring the children inside. Isn’t it a bad omen to curse yourself to die on such a joyous occasion? Or should I tell him that he’s actually the dead father later tonight?

Ten minutes later, the food was served. The kids were waiting obediently at the dinner table after their father had cleaned them up.

“Sweeties, since today is Christmas Eve, let us celebrate our blessings together. Enjoy your dinner!”

The kids immediately started feasting on

to serve her own plate, the mischievous Matteo suddenly gave his father a plate of steak. “Daddy, did you know that Mommy went to the supermarket to pick this out carefully this afternoon? She even cooked it herself for you! Mommy loves

“Yeah.” Ian nodded too.

everyone!” Wow, this little brat is driving

to get out of there, especially when Sebastian

“Matt, hand it over.”

and stared at him with her beady eyes wide open. Did I get it wrong?

Sasha looked flabbergasted.

handed over the steak, the

possessed by

hand, smiled knowingly and passed over his favorite black pepper sauce. It looks like

kids were stuffed with food and went upstairs to play in

up and started cleaning

plates in Sasha’s hands and gave her a box of tea. “Ms. Wand, can you prepare some

moment, but still took it upstairs. He did return earlier than usual, so I’ll just do it as

the warm light coming from the study brightened the

knocked at the door with the box

in his study, looked up. “What are