Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover novel Chapter 320

“Since everything’s settled now, go to bed.”

Sebastian didn’t think anything was abnormal. After the woman had nothing else to add, he casually wished her goodnight before preparing to leave.

Sasha nodded and bent down to pick up the pieces of paper strewn all over the floor. Unfortunately, she accidentally triggered her injury and soon felt a sharp pang in her body. She immediately cried out in pain.

“What’s wrong?”

Sebastian’s head whipped at the sound of her cry.

Her expression drastically changed as she pretended to be fine. “Nothing! I’m just going to put aside these pieces of paper. You go ahead and sleep. You still have work tomorrow.”

She couldn’t let him find out she was injured. Else, given his ill-natured temper, he was sure to reprimand her for being useless.

To her surprise, he didn’t move an inch. He just stood there and narrowed his eyes suspiciously. “You sure you’re fine?”

“Huh?” Sasha arched her brows in confusion.

In a split second, her mind went into a state of hysteria.

Huh? Did I say something wrong? Wait! I’ve been staying here under the guise of being injured. If I say I’m alright now, that’s digging my own grave. Oh, god. Somebody help me.

Luckily, she was astute enough to react without delay. She quickly changed her stance and replied, “No. No, I’m not doing fine. I haven’t… Um… I haven’t recovered yet.”

“So, you haven’t regained your health?”

“Yes! Look. My belly is covered with bruises.”

His menacing stare utterly frightened her. She hurriedly lifted her shirt to show him her wound.

Damn it! Is this considered a blessing in disguise? I finally have an injury that’s suitable to parade.

Sebastian shifted his ominous gaze to the area she had just exposed to him. At the sight of her large bruise, his eyes filled with a murderous glint, and he emanated an air of viciousness.

He wasn’t oblivious to the fact that she had been feigning her illness.

He only answered that way so that it would pressurize her to reveal her injury.

That must be from Roderick. That son of a b*tch.

With a grim look on his face, he reached out and pushed her hand aside.

Sasha was taken aback by his action. “Huh-”

Her doe-like eyes turned watery as she eyed him apprehensively.

“What… What are you doing? I’m being serious. I’m still injured…”

“What about it?”

“Huh?” In a state of frenzy, Sasha found it difficult to keep up with him. All she could do was gape at him with trepidation.

He coldly swept his gaze over her and bent down. Without any warning, he took her by surprise and scooped her into his arms.