The housemaid brought Ian away with her.
He couldn’t be sure of the reason behind the odd feelings deep down, but he could feel an intimate gaze right behind him. Out of the blue, the familiar sensation he felt reminded him of their time on the yacht.
Previously, when she was imprisoned in the cabin, she had begged him similarly to get him to go to her so she could look at his fingers.
Suddenly, Ian turned around and looked at the weeping woman. “Bring it over to me!”
Sasha returned to her sprightly self and rushed over with the box of brownies in her hand.
“Ian… I’m not sure if you’re going to like it, but I assure you I made the brownies in a hygienic environment! I hope you’ll like it!”
She crouched in front of her son. Despite her teary eyes, she couldn’t suppress her joy.
Ian responded with a nod and headed upstairs with the box of brownies.
Truth be told, he had never had a brownie in his life because he was a member of the Hayes. Everything he had was of top-notch and premium qualities.
He took a peek at the pile of gooey-looking food and was surprised to smell a hint of honey.
After she handed it over to her son, Sasha departed with a bright grin of satisfaction.
The housemaid, who had gotten in her way and stopped her by all means, returned to her bedroom and called someone.
“Ms. Green, the woman you told me about had dropped by in the evening!”
“Are you serious? Why was she there?”
The housemaid nodded and repeated the things that had occurred. “She had dropped by with the excuse of checking on Mr. Hayes. Indeed, he fell asleep after the acupuncture session. She even handed Ian a box of homemade brownies. I couldn’t believe my eyes, but Ian actually it! Ms. Green, who on earth is this woman? Why didn’t Mr. Hayes and Ian chase her away?”
The woman on the other end went dead silent. The housemaid could feel the wrath of Xandra through the phone because there was nothing apart from the heavy panting.
Sasha, I guess I have underestimated you. I can’t believe you possess the capability to make your way back and get your ex-spouse and child to open up to you!
What exactly are you up to? Do you want to be Mrs. Hayes again? I will never allow that to happen!
In the pitch-black room on the other end of the phone, Xandra’s eyes looked murderous.
“Ms. Green?”
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