Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover novel Chapter 338

This was her first time seeing Sebastian’s wedding photos.

When they got married back then, they didn’t take any. In fact, when they needed to register their marriage, Frederick had to piece two different pictures together.

Thinking about it now, Sasha felt that it was a shame.

But now, he and his first love were standing on the screen, blinding her.

The two looked destined to be together. The man looked dashing; every chiseled angle was a symbol of perfection.

As for Roxanne, she looked just like a princess, leaning submissively on him. Whoever saw her could feel the blissfulness she was exuding.

It turned out that the wedding of the century the lady reporter was talking about was their wedding.

Sasha didn’t know how long she stayed standing there, frozen to the spot.

It wasn’t until the seller, who was waiting at the old Hayes residence, gave her a call that she regained her senses.

“Hello? Ms. Wand? Have you gotten off the plane?”

“Yes. I’m heading over right now.” Recovering her gaze, Sasha ended the call and buried her emotions away.

After that, she left the airport with her luggage in hand.

She reminded herself that everything that was happening was no longer any of her business.

She soon arrived in the city.

Just like in the airport, the wedding photos were plastered on every billboard in the city. Furthermore, she could hear everyone talking about it everywhere she went.

Many of the hotels she wanted to stay in were filled with people.

Given how crowded it was, Sasha clenched her fingers and ordered the driver to take her to Old Town instead.

“Mister, take me to Horington, please.”

“Horington? Isn’t that place being marked for demolition? What are you going there for?”

The driver was surprised to hear her intended destination.

Sasha was stunned. “Demolished? Since when?”

The taxi driver replied, “This year. Ever since New Town was built, Old Town has slowly become deserted.”

This taxi driver must be a local given how much he knows.

Why didn’t Uncle Jackson tell me it’s going to be demolished? Furthermore, he must still be at Horington. He didn’t tell me to head elsewhere to find him.

Didn’t I give him quite a lot of money? Why didn’t he move?

Shocked by the revelation, she told the driver to hurry on over to Old Town.