The Love that Never Really Dies

Wait a moment, aren’t we are a married couple? It shouldn’t be a big deal for me to sleep with him, then. That being said, he has been diagnosed with multiple personality disorder. Sebastian doesn’t even remember that I’m his wife.

A tremble skittered down Sasha’s spine.

“G-Good morning, darling,” Sasha stammered as she forced out a smile. I must look like a fool! Shakily, she lifted her hand and waved at him as a form of greeting.

Sebastian’s gaze darkened. “How long are you planning to lie on my body?”

Startled, Sasha looked down and finally noticed that not only were they on the same bed, the entire lower half of her body was pressed against him like an octopus.

F*ck! What came over me last night? Why did I do such embarrassing and idiotic things?

Sasha decided against replying and drew away from him like she had been electrocuted. Immediately, she ripped her blankets away as she leaped out of bed. “I-I’m going to prepare breakfast.”

With that, she scampered out of the room as fast as a hare.

The corners of Sebastian’s mouth twitched upward when he saw Sasha’s flustered image. With great effort, he managed to maintain his icy composure.

Jonathan is going to punish his own son? I may have underestimated him.

At the same time, he pushed the blanket off his body and caught sight of a wet patch of drool on his pajamas. With a single hand, Sebastian removed his shirt to reveal his toned and muscled torso. He then made his way to the wardrobe.

Sebastian’s muscular body was the result of his three-month training in the army.

to Oceanic Estate, the loud bang of the door being flung open made her jolt

Sasha looked up and noticed Sebastian. The sight of his buff figure made

a break? It’s still the

Unconsciously, Sasha gulped.

him, the temptation he had fought so hard to resist last

said in a

him. He wants

crimson red. Unable to

purpose as he maintained his emotionless facade. Without another word,

intentions. That’s right. Since he’s a patient, he needs

her reaction to his bare chest, Sasha hung her head to avoid his gaze and made her way toward

you have a specific color preference?

would

getting impatient. Hurriedly, she took out a pair of gray sweats.

his clothes, Sebastian remained rooted to the spot. His impatient glare was fixated intensely on her. It looked like he was telling her to

God, does he want me

up again. This time, she was more

her cheeks as she carried the

last time she remembered touching him

Sasha reached out a

fingertip grazed his warm chest, Sebastian asked a question out of