Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover novel Chapter 388

His fingers were slender, but they weren’t pretty due to the huge knuckles. In addition to that, there was a thin layer of callus on his palm, which wasn’t something one would see on the hands of a pampered individual.

Sasha felt her head go blank before another pair of hands appeared in her head.

Sasha was so shocked that she froze on the spot.

“Sha? What’s wrong? Um… You know what? Maybe we should just keep the money in our savings instead. The Wand family is going to start over again soon, and we’ll be needing a lot of money then,” Lance said, thinking she was reluctant to hand over the money.

He knew Sasha’s family would need a lot of money as Rufus would be released from prison soon, so he decided not to accept the money she offered.

After he left the house, Sasha staggered for a bit and threw herself on the couch as tears rolled down her cheeks.

Why didn’t I believe it? I had a clear view of it back in Corleon, but I kept telling myself that it was just in my head, and that it wasn’t real. Damn it, how could I lie to myself about something I saw with my own eyes?

Sasha clutched her heaving chest tightly as she felt an overwhelming combination of joy, pain, and shock surge through her.

Regardless of what happened between them, he had always been the one she truly liked deep down inside.

She had liked him for so many years that she couldn’t possibly let go of those feelings so easily.

But… Trevor erased his memories through hypnosis, didn’t he? So, why did he come back to me all of a sudden in such a fashion?

Sasha’s mind went blank at the thought of that, and she simply lay on the couch for what seemed like eternity.

The sky was dark by the time Lance had bought the groceries and brought Vivian home.

“Hmm? Why are the lights off? Could your mommy have gone out or something?” Lance mumbled when he saw that the lights were off in the house.

Vivian climbed out of his arms when she heard that and ran into the house. “I’ll go check inside! Maybe Mommy’s in her bedroom!”

Naturally, Lance knew that was unlikely the case as Sasha was often busy with errands even at night.

He then unpacked the groceries in the kitchen and took about twenty minutes to make dinner.

As Lance was about to serve the poached salmon he had made, a slender hand reached out and passed him a plate from behind.