The Love that Never Really Dies

“How could you do this to me? I’m your wife, Sebastian! Don’t you think you went too far? You did all that just to test me? Don’t you think you’re too cruel?”

“How is that cruel? I did that in order to maintain the strength and purity of our relationship. You know me; I won’t touch anything that is contaminated by others,” he said again.

His tone was very matter-of-fact. There was no hint of anger in his voice, but his composure at that moment was disheartening to Sasha, who wished he had lost his temper at her.

“Fine. So, what now? Did you get what you wanted?”

Sebastian did not answer her question.

His silence was equivalent to an affirmative answer.

Sasha smiled wryly at the irony of the situation. A corner of her lip tilted into a half smile. “It’s no simple task to convince you of my innocence, Mr. Hayes.”

Sebastian raised his eyebrows at her.

However, he said nothing as he merely opened up his laptop again and resumed his work.

His dismissiveness felt like a knife that drove deep into Sasha’s chest. She could not stand to be in his presence any longer. She squeezed her eyes shut to hold in her tears and whirled around to leave.

This was the first time she wanted to be as far away from him as possible.

his office, Luke walked

Hayes, a-are you all right? Let me get you a glass

when his assistant entered his office. A layer of cold

was white from shock when he saw his

had coughed up blood just two days

and grabbed the medication that he

lowered his hand from his chest. However, he remained sprawled on his chair and the pain still clouded

You want your wife to leave you, but do you have to pretend

don’t do this, she won’t leave me,” Sebastian said weakly. He leaned back in his chair as if all his strength had been

woman. If I don’t do this, how

everything to get her to agree to a divorce. He had cursed at her, humiliated

eyes were bloodshot and tears pooled at their corners. His pale hand was holding so tightly onto his glass of water that it seemed

a loss for

not questioned Sebastian any further and changed the subject. “Well, Mr. Hayes, what’s our next order of business? How should

cremation immediately. Then

pain clouding Sebastian’s eyes cleared when he spoke of Frieda. Instead, they turned dark with murderous

nodded. “Right away, Mr.

turned around and left Sebastian’s office

best to deal with Frieda’s remains as soon as possible. There would be trouble if

Sebastian suddenly called out, “How are