Time had also seemingly come to a standstill.
At that very moment, Sasha and Sebastian gazed at each other in very close proximity.
Other than the hammering of their heartbeats in their chests, they were unable to hear anything else.
He said… he’s never gotten married and even asked whether I’d do it with him? Actually, that sounds rather absurd since we do have a marriage certificate. Besides, our three children are already in second grade and will soon advance to third grade.
But then, it does make sense. After all, Frederick used his photo to create a photoshopped picture of us. Furthermore, he wasn’t there for the wedding and was only forced to be there after the wedding ended. We even consummated the marriage only because he had been drugged. As such, it’s indeed true that he has never married.
“What say you, Darling?”
Sasha said nothing.
For a very long time, she looked at the man who was gazing at her with yearning and wariness in his eyes. At long last, a glimmer of mirth flashed in her now-teary eyes.
“Sure. However, you’re not allowed to abandon me during the wedding again.”
“Never again. Even if my life is under threat, I’ll never again abandon-”
At that moment, all sounds vanished.
The last few words of his sentence never came out. By then, her soft and rosy lips had taken over and a deeply passionate kiss ensued.
In all honesty, Sasha didn’t like hearing that.
Happiness hadn’t come easy for them, so she didn’t want to hear anything negative. She only wanted to hear his promise that he would never abandon her again. That would be more than enough for her.
At the same time, at the Sheerwood residence in Summerbank, Sabrina snagged a nightgown and went into the bathroom after Isaac had again gone out to customize a wedding gown for her.
She was not a stranger to seeing blood. She had never been a rule-abiding lady, so she was used to fighting and brawling. As such, hitting someone was a paltry matter.
But now that she was pregnant, she felt a tad uncomfortable—she couldn’t shake off the stench of blood.
Removing her clothes, she then turned on the shower.
Creak…
Without warning, someone silently pushed open the door from outside. A moment later, a petite figure dressed in a Sheerwood housemaid uniform poked her head into the room.
“Ms. Hayes? Ms. Hayes?” she called out softly as she darted her eyes around.
However, Sabrina didn’t hear her because she was showering at the moment.
At the lack of a response, the housemaid sneaked into the room. After glancing around the room in a shifty manner, she geared up to rummage through the drawers in search of the household register.
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