The Love that Never Really Dies novel Chapter 187

Sebastian brought Sasha up to the third floor.

Perhaps he was worried that the two kids would disturb her rest if he brought her to the second floor, or perhaps he felt uneasy about leaving her alone.

So, he decided to bring her to the bedroom on the third floor.

The exact same room that no woman had ever slept in for many years.

“Mr. Hayes, is… is Ms. Wand alright? Should we call a doctor?”

Wendy, roused from her sleep by the commotion, had come upstairs to see what was happening.

But Sebastian just shook his head and tucked Sasha into his bed, ignoring the filthy state she was in. “Do you need something from me?”

“N-no… I think Mr. Matteo just got home, so I’ll be downstairs to take care of him,” Wendy said hurriedly.

It was only then that Sebastian remembered his son.

Glancing down at the sleeping woman in his bed, he furrowed his eyebrows together as he told Wendy, “Okay. Tell him to take a bath and change his clothes, and that Daddy will be there to see him in a minute.”

He had an obligation to explain everything that had happened tonight to the little brat.

If not, there was no telling whether their father-son relationship could still be salvaged.

After Wendy went back downstairs, Sebastian took off his coat and rolled up his sleeves, retrieving a first-aid kit from his study.

The lights in the third-floor bedroom were kept on throughout the long, silent night.

The next day.

Wendy prepared a hearty breakfast before going upstairs to wake her employer up.

“Mr. Hayes…? Did you sleep in there last night?”

She arrived at the third floor, surprised to see Sebastian exit the study with heavy dark circles underneath his eyes.

What happened?

Isn’t Ms. Wand technically still his wife? Why is he avoiding her?

Wendy couldn’t wrap her head around the situation.

Sebastian stopped in his tracks and turned to look at Wendy, the light returning to his eyes at the sight of her. With a loud “crash”, he kicked the door to his bedroom open.

“You came just in time. Clean up in there, it’s nasty!”

A sour stench was, in fact, wafting out from Sebastian’s expensive, luxurious bedroom.

Rushing into the room, she discovered blankets thrown carelessly onto the floor and several vomit stains on the sheets.