Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover novel Chapter 189

Sebastian brought her home?

How could that be?

She saw no trace of him anywhere during the incident yesterday.

No. Sebastian had contacted her yesterday, although indirectly. To be more precise, he had made his assistant call her early in the morning, informing her to meet him at the civil affairs office later to sign the divorce papers.

Then why did he end up taking me back here? And took care of me for the entire night, at that?

It all made no sense to her.

“Are you kidding me? Why would he do such a thing?”

Her gaze grew cold, and her once pale, sickly face transformed into a mask of apathy.

Wendy wasn’t sure how to react.

Is she oblivious to everything that had happened? Or perhaps she’s still befuddled from the fever?

Coming to the conclusion it must be the fever speaking, Wendy decided to not push the topic any further, and went downstairs to bring up some food for her.

Half an hour later, Sasha had eaten and regained some of her energy.

When Matteo and Ian, who had been picked up, came upstairs together to check on her, Sasha slowly realized that Wendy might have been speaking the truth.

“Mommy, Daddy didn’t come over yesterday because he was working at someplace really far. After I talked to Uncle Solomon, Daddy arrived, and then he went out to bring you back.”

‘Yup, Daddy didn’t abandon Mommy!”

Vivian held her tongue in hesitation as she watched her twin brothers defend their Daddy’s actions.

She couldn’t help but feel a twinge of hurt. For the whole day yesterday, the young girl was arguably the most pitiful person, second only to her Mommy. No one had paid much attention to her, nor cared about her at all the entire time.

But when she remembered how she woke up this morning on the pink bed at Daddy’s home, she spoke up.

“That’s right, Mommy! Yesterday, Matt and Ian were taken away by that mean Aunt Sabrina, and Vivi was sent here! This has to be Daddy’s doing!” she explained, smiling sweetly.

Sasha stayed silent, not sure how to describe or express the tangled mess of emotions she was feeling.

Glancing down, she noticed the clean, men’s shirt on her, and her ears turned red.

Did he help me change into these clothes?

Why?

Why would he do such a thing? Why would he go on such a rushed, long trip to save me and take care of me for the entire night, and do everything else he did?

What is he doing all this for? Didn’t he say he wanted to get a divorce?

Right. Divorce.

Her warm heart suddenly froze over, and her reddened cheeks lost their color again.