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.

if you were hungry or not. I’ve made lots of delicious food for you. Would

a moment before

get them ready

eyes started 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

Sebastian gritted his teeth.

Old Mr. Jadeson and the rest? Why didn’t they come

the first thing

currently in the hospital. Please

Janice’s expression

God, what happened? Why is he being admitted

over what happened. She wanted to ask him the details, but before she

Janice was speechless.

should just hurry and settle

that thought in mind, she swiftly

returned with the cooked food she had warmed up to the

was being, Sasha

the beads

at him in

crepes. “Look, it’s sweet crepes that I specifically ordered from

Sebastian frowned.

with this cautious demeanor, tinged with humility

forthright and

the deal with her

his

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