Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover novel Chapter 520

A memory surfaced in his mind.

When he was young, Frederick would often give him candy. Even though he did not like eating candy, the latter would still coax him into finishing it.

And they were the same as the one in his hand.

What does all of this mean?

Who am I? Who are my real parents?

“Who did you say is dead?”

“Y-Your… biological father. And this lady is your mother. She’s actually Mrs. Hayes’ younger sister. Back then, your father wanted to marry your mother immediately after they fell in love, but he met an accident before he could. Your mother was pregnant with you at that time. She couldn’t take the news and go mad after that.

“Later on, Mr. Hayes took her in. After you were born, Mr. and Mrs. Hayes brought you up as their own. Mr. Hayes was afraid your mother might wander off alone, so he built a place for her to stay in the basement.”

Wendy recounted everything Frederick had told her before.

However, she did not know that Frederick lied about something.

He chose not to tell Sebastian the whole truth. Perhaps he was afraid the powerful families in Jadeborough might bring calamity upon him after knowing the truth.

Sebastian froze on the spot.

Even though half of the truth had been left out, this news was already too much for him to digest.

Frederick Hayes isn’t my father.

Doesn’t this mean he never owed me a thing? And that I’m the one who owes him a life of debt?

My birth father is dead, and my birth mother has gone crazy.

But Frederick? He raised me since I was a baby, and did so much for me because of my illness. In order to protect me, he was even willing to kill, always making sure to make everyone who hurt me pay.

Everything he did was just to create a safe environment for me.

And how did I repay him?

I even refused to properly pay my respects to him at his funeral because he favored his own son.

Sebastian’s hand that was holding the photo album trembled violently.

Overwhelmed with remorse and self-blame, he heard himself asking, “Who else knows about this?”

“I’m not sure, but if Mr. Hayes entrusted me with this information, so he must’ve known what would happen in the future, don’t you think so?”

The living room was blanketed in silence, and the air was terrifyingly stiff.

Of course, he thought of that possibility.

However, he just couldn’t bring himself to delve further into it.

Since I’m not his real son, then I understand why he wanted me to leave Hayes Corporation.