Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover novel Chapter 722

“We aren’t related, we…”

“Why are you spewing so much nonsense? Didn’t you want to use them to kill me? Since they couldn’t do it, you can do the honors. Why the need of finding so many excuses?” the man in the wheelchair uttered.

Though his expression was calm and his tone of voice was indifferent, his words were exceptionally harsh and sarcastic.

Instantly, Jonathan turned sour as if he had been slapped in the face.

“You…” He clenched his fists and cracked his knuckles, but he managed to control his temper in the end.

Looking sullen, he gave him a warning. “Don’t be so full of yourself, Sebastian. You’re going to regret it one day!”

Sebastian scoffed.

Regret? The thing that I regretted the most was to be born into the Jadeson family.

Shortly after, Jonathan left.

He requested his men to take care of all the corpses and did not pursue the matter anymore. Since he did not mention what would he do to Sebastian, the incident was left as it was.

Sweeping the matter under the carpet was an unfair thing to do. This was clearly an intentional murder case. Who’s the mastermind? Jonathan is well aware of that; yet, he chose to do nothing about it. This is upsetting.

“Just ignore him. Most importantly, Mr. Hayes is safe. The rest is secondary,” Grayson advised Sasha.

She nodded in response.

That’s right, as long as he’s safe and sound. What do I expect from such a terrible family?

Sasha dropped the topic and stopped thinking about it. Then, they went back to the ward.

Vivian was still in immense shock. So, Sasha decided not to stay in the hospital. Karl, on the other hand, would protect Sebastian in secret.

“I’m going to bring Vivi home, Mr. Hayes. If you need anything, please call the nurse,” she reminded him politely before leaving.

At that time, Sebastian was reading quietly on the bed.

After the incident during the day, the wound on his hand cracked open. The nurse had to bandage him again. Right then, he was leaning on the bed and reading from the small table used for meals.

Sasha waited for his response, but she was greatly disappointed that he did not even cast a glance at her.

Besides the hustling sounds from the air-conditioning, there was pin-drop silence in the ward, as if she did not exist in the room.

Fine, dealing with him is a waste of time.