The Love that Never Really Dies

Vivian went to inform her brothers in their room. As expected, they were excited and began to pack for the trip. They wanted to bring everything.

Sabrina was speechless as she saw what was going on in her nephews’ room.

“Silly children. What is there to be happy? Don’t you know that your mother’s going there to save your father?” Sabrina was such a spoilsport. It was no wonder that she did not have many friends.

Sasha did not say anything when she heard Sabrina’s comment. She pulled Vivian’s luggage down the corridor and pushed it to her. “You should send us there.”

“Why me? Sasha, you’re becoming arrogant. How can you order me around like a housemaid?” Sabrina complained unhappily.

Sasha looked at her calmly and said, “I can’t drive there myself in my current condition. Also, when did I ever treat you as a housemaid? You’re my children’s aunt and the only person we can rely on, so I can only ask you for help.”

Sabrina was left without retort.

I’m the only person they can rely on?

Fine, I’ve no choice but to agree then.

With that thought, Sabrina pulled the luggage with her and went out.

A few minutes later, Sasha left for the village with her three children. Before leaving, Wendy reminded her again, “Madam, you have to bring Mr. Sebastian back safely. I’m counting on you.”

“I know. Don’t worry. I’ll bring Sebastian back,” Sasha answered Wendy confidently. She was trying to reassure herself too.

Yes, I’ll bring him back safe and sound.

too long. I want to

in a car

at night in Floral Village,

were pitch black and devoid of any movement or lamps. It was as if the whole village fell into a deep sleep and was so quiet that one

Hudson’s house was at the

and her children had stayed in this house previously during

moment, a man was sleeping on the upper floor of

tossing and turning on the bed. One could vaguely

having a headache again? Should we go and check on him?” Greg’s wife, Martha Hudson, had sharp ears. She woke Greg

Greg opened his eyes.

the man is in pain

them got out of their bed quickly. Then, Martha went to

Knock, knock, knock…

for you,” Martha called out and knocked on the door. She

did not have much and had always lived simple lives, they were willing to do their best to help this man who

door for a moment, Martha finally heard

Creak…

of cigarette smoke came

have a headache again? You

the smoke too,

The man seemed unwell.

Now, after a few days, he appeared unshaven and had bloodshot eyes. Furthermore, he looked pale and