The Love that Never Really Dies

Instead of making his way out of the study, he asked after pausing for a few seconds, “Mr. Hayes, why have you caused Mrs. Hayes to misperceive something’s going on between you and Ms. Rocke when Ms. Rocke was merely there for a short while—”

Karl’s voice trailed off toward the end because he was well aware Roxanne had merely spent half an hour in Sebastian’s room last night.

He had been keeping an eye on Sebastian outside of the hotel. Thus, he knew they couldn’t do much within half an hour.

She mentioned something along the line of hypnotizing Mr. Hayes when she was at the hospital! I’m pretty sure she has been lying again because there was no way she could get everything done within thirty minutes!

As confused as Karl might be, Sebastian had no intention to explain himself.

Sebastian went dead silent for a long time. In the end, he said in a dejected tone, “It doesn’t really matter as long as it gets her to sign.”

Karl didn’t even flinch when he had to take their foes out on the battlefield—he couldn’t believe he would have a hard time catching his breath due to a mundane issue between a husband and a wife.

What the heck is going on? Urgh! That’s it! I’m getting out of here!

The infuriated Karl stomped his way out of the study.

Two hours later, someone from Hayes Residence informed Sebastian that Sasha had sneaked her way into the late Frederick’s bedroom and retrieved a stack of something from a locked wardrobe.

was afraid of confronting the woman in fear

a long night since they had different things

finally returned to the ward with the stack of letters and found out those were nothing more

to conceal the sort of lust she had for Frederick

never seen such a masculine figure throughout my entire life! I think I have a

on the lips? I’m sure it feels different, doesn’t

drop by my place and keep

and felt

she was just a mistress writing in to seduce a married man. It was the only mean of communication since phones

had the audacity to seduce the man in an attempt to lure

an

the victim and told Heather she was never the one at fault. She even mentioned something along the line of Frederick

be having the best time of her life as the

in his early thirties since they had just welcomed the

the audacity to shame him in front of others, calling him an old pervert when she was the one addressing him in

to withstand the disgusting content of the letters anymore, Sasha cast the stack

when others claim shameless