The Love that Never Really Dies

“Yes, Mr. Jadeson,” Tony answered at once.

Jonathan departed, leaving behind him a dangerous intent so palpable that Tony felt anxious just being in its vicinity.

Woe be to him, or her, who touches my great-grandchildren without my consent!

Sasha did not notice that a careless gesture on her part had roused suspicion in the other occupants of the Jadeson residence.

Later that night, she bathed her children and dressed them before heading to the third floor.

“Mr. Hayes, dinner has been prepared,” she said gently. “Would you like to have some?”

She entered from the door and found it illuminated only by a bedside lamp. The light revealed the silhouette of a figure bent over the drawers rummaging for something.

He is still unwilling to go downstairs.

Though his legs had regained their full capacity a long time ago, he still preferred to remain upstairs.

Sebastian was either kept occupied by his laptop or his books. Sometimes, he would jot things down in his notebook when the mood suited him. If she did not know him to be a business mogul before his accident, Sasha would have suspected that the man before her was autistic.

Sebastian still did not reply despite repeated prompting, hence Sasha walked over to him.

“What are you looking for? Do you want to get dressed?” She caught sight of a large variety of men’s clothing in the opened drawers.

Sebastian was frowning.

he burst out, the contempt he had been suppressing pouring

Sasha

mean? Does he want to get rid of all the clothing in

thought that

meaning became clear upon a closer look

would he like

wardrobe looked as if it was carelessly arranged for the sake of levity. It contained a selection of clothing ranging from bright T-shirts worn by teenagers

interior of the

took everything out and dumped it onto the

you. Why don’t you go take a shower while I’m at it? When you get out, I will have something suitable ready for you. How does that sound?”

Sebastian glared at her.

I am not acquainted with her? He did not even mention the type of clothing he

after gazing at her doubtfully for a moment, more from the discomfort of his perspiration than

he emerged with a towel around his waist and found the bedroom to be tidied up and a set of light gray casual wear neatly laid out on

At

are you doing?” Sebastian

focus. She turned away from her work under

he was wrapped in only a towel. Momentarily dumbstruck, her eyes wandered all over

What a muscular frame.