Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover novel Chapter 1389

Chapter 1389 The One And Only

Devin was about to say something when Solomon turned, showing his back to him.

As a matter of fact, that was one of his strengths.

Though he was strong-headed and loved keeping everything to himself, he was fine with facing his mistakes. It showed when his mother had used him to bring harm to the Hayes family.

Indeed, no one was evil by nature.

They would only turn evil because no one had bothered to teach them patiently when they were growing up.

“Forty-five degrees. That enough?”

“A bit more. Forty-eight degrees.”

“All right.”

Both men cooperated to install the telescope under the dazzling evening sky.

Sebastian only started to research telescopes when this particular one arrived. He wasn’t interested in these, but it was obvious that the elegant Solomon was interested in astronomy.

Thus, Solomon knew more about telescopes compared to him.

About twenty minutes later, the telescope was finally installed.

Sebastian came over to peer in the eyepiece. “Grayson has contacted two competent psychologists back in Jadeborough. When we return, hand over your work and make the arrangements to receive treatment.”

Solomon’s head jolted up in shock. He turned at his shoulder to stare at the man standing behind him, utterly dumbfounded.

A psychologist?

In truth, he was against the idea of visiting a psychologist. He was in the opinion that he wasn’t sick.

He also didn’t want to reveal the deepest and darkest secrets in his heart. Seeing the psychologist would mean he had to rip his ugly old wounds apart again.

It was a form of torture for him.

Now that he was told that psychologists had been arranged for him to receive treatment, his hands slowly clenched up until they were balled into fists.

“What’s wrong? You don’t want to?” Sebastian demanded hotly.

His gaze had darkened after a long silence. Clearly, he was displeased at not having received any answer.

Solomon pursed his lips silently. One couldn’t help but notice how the aquiline nose he sported complemented his prominent cheekbones. Handsome in an understated way, his basalt jaw and Spartan shoulders spoke of strength. He possessed a latent, leonine power and always walked with purpose and authority.

After a long pause, he parted his lips stiffly. “No. I was merely shocked by your offer. Don’t you hate me after what I did to you?”

Finally, he revealed the words that had been buried in his heart for a long time.

At his question, Sebastian scoffed, “Hate? You’re not worthy of my hatred. If I hate someone, they’ll disappear off the face of the Earth. You’d better recover, or I won’t guarantee what I’ll do if it happens a second time,” he declared, his tone turning icy at the last sentence.

It didn’t seem like he was joking and no one could blame him for reacting that way because no man would like to see his wife being lusted over by someone else and especially in a sick manner.