Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover novel Chapter 147

Raymond quickly agreed, but he disapproved of the idea of them staying in a hotel.

“Of course! But how can you stay at a hotel when you came all the way here? You’re welcome to stay at my manor. I’ll take you guys there. Let’s go!”

Then, the blond man carried Vivian in one hand, pulled Sasha’s luggage in another, and headed to the parking lot.

Ian didn’t look very happy.

Seeing this, Matteo immediately held Ian’s hand. “Mr. Leonard is just a business associate of Mommy’s. Don’t worry. Mommy won’t be with him.”

“Really?”

After hearing that, Ian finally looked at his brother feeling a little uneasy.

Matteo immediately assured him. “It’s true. Mr. Leonard is a nobleman. Although he’s single, his family would not allow him to marry a commoner. Besides, Mommy has her hands full with little troublemakers like us.”

The little kid actually mocked himself as a troublemaker.

Hearing this, Ian was finally relieved.

However, when he thought of the current situation, he felt a little frustrated again. “Then, what about Daddy? Mommy really doesn’t want him anymore?”

“Don’t you talk about him anymore! Honestly, Ian. Mommy and I already gave him lots of chances before. But look at what he did? Do you have any idea how Mommy came back yesterday?”

When Matteo brought this up, his tiny fists tightened with incipient tears swelling in his eyes.

Indeed, after the incident yesterday, Sasha only remained calm in front of them.

However, no one knew about the slap she gave herself when she got into the car after coming out of the nursing home. She even had to stop the car and got out to vomit on the way home.

No one knew, except Matteo, who had always placed a tracker on his mother.

He didn’t understand why she threw up, but he heard her painful, suffering voice when she was vomiting.

In the end, she moaned and wailed bitterly.

Matteo would never forget about it.

Ian finally fell silent.

He lowered his head and pinched his robot with his tiny, pale fingers without saying another word.

When Matteo saw it, he was at a loss for words. He only held his brother’s hand and followed after their mother.

Twenty minutes later.