The Love that Never Really Dies

After firmly putting down his teacup, Jonathan remarked, “Alright then. In one week’s time, I’ll return with some soldiers to personally put him through military training.”

With that, Jonathan got up and left.

Sasha was stumped

Military training? What sort of military training?

Staring blankly, Sasha had no idea what Jonathan was talking about.

After Jonathan had left, Sebastian came over and saw the steaming tea on the table. Unable to control his rage, he reached out his hand and swept them aside.

Crash!

Suddenly, everything fell onto the floor in a thunderous crash.

Dumbfounded, Sasha stared at the mess for a long while before regaining her senses.

“Mr. Hayes, what are you doing?”

“What am I doing? How dare you ask me that? I should be asking you that question? Are you pleading mercy for me? Are you worried that he will kill me? That’s why you’re serving him as if you’re a slave?”

Sitting in his wheelchair, Sebastian unleashed his scathing tirade just like a beast gone berserk.

Sasha gaped.

from escalating. Antagonizing Jonathan now would only bring him more harm

That wasn’t my intention. I just wanted to prevent both of

you? Macy West, I would rather die by his sword

insulting words had

Sasha’s face turned ashen.

have done, is it just

anger welled up within her. “Why don’t you care about your life at all? Is it necessary to take death so lightly all the time? Do

business,

If a patient’s life is threatened in front

while glaring at him with her

see him react that way all the

all the time. Why is he doing this? What right does he have to even behave this way? Can it be that he isn’t aware of the many lives that

them was her own. Back then, she had given up her own life for

may not be qualified to tell you what to do. But Sebastian Hayes, has it occurred to you that by not appreciating your own life, you are

in tears as she held on to her arm that was

was the first time she had lost her composure after he had

Sebastian finally fell silent.

his chest still heaving in anger, he did not say another word especially when he saw her holding her

his silence, a sense of exhaustion set upon her. She was in no mood to

up, she swept the glass shards from the broken teacup off her legs before leaving Oceanic