The Love that Never Really Dies

Sasha waited with bated breath.

Thankfully, someone returned just as the sun was about to set.

“D-Darling, you’re back.”

Tears of relief and joy welled up in her eyes as she gazed at Sebastian, who had just got out of the car.

She was particularly concerned about him that day.

After all, he was still sick when he was being whisked away to a place where she had no idea what terrible fate would await him.

Thus, in comparison to this, she didn’t care whether they could identify the real murderer who had framed him at this moment.

As soon as he stepped out of the car, the magnificent evening sun beamed down on him, encasing him in a layer of gold. He was still wearing the gray solid knitted round neck casual sweater she had picked out for him that morning. Sebastian turned and walked toward her, his face stone cold under the afterglow of dusk.

She was perplexed when she saw him.

She hadn’t seen him with such an expression in a long time.

It reminded her of the time when he was in Avenport.

“What’s wrong?” He finally came to a halt right in front of her.

He fought the urge to throw his arm over her head, pull her in, and give her a head a rub when he noticed her staring at him blankly like a fool.

Rather than doing so, he questioned her indifferently.

Sasha was taken aback for a time before snapping back to her senses.

delicious food for

looked at her for a

them ready for

brimming with tears when she heard his response, and despite how soft his reply was, she was grateful. She quickly turned around and ran back in with a spring

Sebastian gritted his teeth.

rest? Why didn’t they come back with you?” Janice, who had heard the

help but open her mouth and blurt out the first thing

currently in the hospital. Please

Janice’s expression

Oh God, what happened? Why is he

details, but before she could, Sebastian brushed

Janice was speechless.

should just hurry and settle Old Mr.

she swiftly

the cooked food she had warmed up to the

Seeing how obedient Sebastian was

the beads of water droplets hanging on his brows made

to look at him in the eyes after

held out a plate of sweet crepes. “Look, it’s sweet crepes that I specifically ordered from your cafeteria. Do you remember?” She was worried that he was still ill, so she

Sebastian frowned.

treating him with this cautious demeanor, tinged with humility and

was forthright and did whatever

deal

his

the food not to your liking? If you don’t like it, I’ll make