Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover novel Chapter 740

Nevertheless, she didn’t show any sign of pain.

Instead, she quickly collected herself and smiled. “Old Mr. Jadeson, why don’t you have a seat while I make you some exotic tea?”

Sasha was delighted by his response. Releasing her hand, she instructed the housemaid to bring over the exotic tea and brewing equipment. Throughout the exchange, she didn’t show any signs of discomfort at all.

Sebastian clenched his now empty fist.

A few minutes later, the housemaid returned with what Sasha had requested. With that, Sasha began brewing the tea in front of Jonathan.

“I’m surprised you know how to do this.”

“Mmm-hmm, just a little. My family used to own a tea plantation. Old Mr. Jadeson, have you heard about black tea before?”

Sasha began chatting with Jonathan while waiting for the water to boil.

It had been a long time since she brewed tea. The last time she did it was when Frederick was still alive. She had made some for him at the nursing home. But now, it just felt like a distant memory.

When the tea was ready, Sasha’s arm trembled while she was serving it. The excruciating pain she felt caused cold sweat to break out.

Sebastian squinted his eyes at the sight.

Intrigued, Jonathan suddenly asked, “Black tea is considered quality stuff. Since you’re familiar with it, do you know the Tea Infusion Technique?”

“The Tea Infusion Technique?”

Sasha looked up with her eyes shining in excitement. “Old Mr. Jadeson, I’m surprised you even knew about it. It’s a technique that is practiced in my hometown. Would you like to try some tea brewed that way?”

“Most certainly!”

With his anger now subsided, Jonathan looked at Sasha with intense interest.

With that, Sasha began to brew the tea using the special technique mentioned.

Meanwhile, Sebastian watched on with a darkened expression.

He was cognizant of the pain she was in despite her efforts to hide it. Therefore, he had no choice but to suppress his anger and not disrupt the tea session.

What’s wrong with her? Why is she even brewing tea for that old man?

His gloomy gaze cast a dark cloud over the entire living hall.

Nevertheless, Sasha and Jonathan paid no heed to him. Once Sasha had served Jonathan the tea, he raised his teacup to take a sip. The next moment, his face lit up.

“It’s good. This is exactly how it’s supposed to taste like.”

“I see.”

Upon his reaction, Sasha’s anxiety eased at once.