Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover novel Chapter 843

Though he began to display a fatherly presence again by showing concern for them and having them well taken care of, it was still rare for him to spend time with them like he did at the moment.

“No, you can’t undo the move you’ve made. Basic chess rules.”

Though Sebastian spoke mildly, his stance did not waver in the face of the children’s pleas.

Matteo and Vivian were rendered speechless as they were unaccustomed to their father’s firmness. Only Ian frowned thoughtfully for a moment before reaching out tentatively and moving one of his black pieces.

The next instant, Sebastian’s white piece dashed across the board to seal the fate of black’s defeat.

The triplets sighed, crushed by the merciless blow.

What are we supposed to do? Daddy isn’t the same as how he was before. He is not going to let us win.

To the children’s surprise, Sebastian scooped Vivian up who was closest to him as he stood up.

“All right, let’s get out for some fresh air. Would you like to fly a kite today, children?”

“Yes please, Daddy! I would love to!”

“Yes!”

“I want to blow bubbles, Uncle Sebastian. I want to blow big ones.”

In the span of several seconds, the trauma of defeat was washed off their faces at the prospect of another activity with their father.

Jonathan watched Sebastian leading the children out and found his eyes moist for no apparent reason.

In fact, his anger mysteriously dissipated as well.

Jonathan headed for the study.

After half an hour, Devin called. “Did you tell them that I had hemophobia?” he demanded over the phone instead of coming to Oceanic Estate.

“What do you think?” Jonathan retorted, neither confirming nor denying it.

Incensed by that provocative answer, Devin felt the pressure of his suppressed emotions throughout the entire day erupting.

“What do I think? What exactly do you mean? Why did you prevent me from joining the International Anti-Terrorist Group? Isn’t my absence a good thing for you?”

“A good thing?” Jonathan repeated. The rage he had suppressed mere moments before reared its head again. “Why would you think that it’s a good thing for me? Tell me!”

Devin was about to retort but at the last minute swallowed his pride and bit his tongue, prompted by the strict upbringing he had.

Because the successor you have in mind for the Jadesons is not me. Because I am never good enough for you and your standards.