The Love that Never Really Dies novel Chapter 200

That night, Sasha didn’t sleep in the study on the third floor. Instead, she returned to her bedroom on the second floor.

Hence, the second floor was particularly lively that night.

“Mommy, are you sleeping with me tonight? My bed is especially comfy!”

“Of course not. Mommy, don’t listen to Vivi. She just wants to sleep with you. You should come to my room instead.”

When Matteo saw that his sister wanted to cling to Sasha, he stormed over and foiled her plan cruelly. Instead, he invited Sasha to his room.

It was normal for a five-year-old to want to sleep with his mom. Any other kid would pine for their parents the same way at that age. Nevertheless, Matteo was already more mature than his peers.

When Sasha heard his rare request, she hugged him and agreed.

“No, come over to my room!”

At that moment, Ian approached them.

When he saw Sasha agreeing to Matteo’s request, he too squeezed into her embrace with a reluctant expression.

Sasha was at a loss.

What am I going to do with them?

Left without a choice, she allowed all three to join her in her room.

“Why don’t I tell you a story. After that, all of you sweeties will have to go back to your respective rooms to sleep, alright?”

“Alright!”

At that moment, the kids eagerly agreed.

Hence, Sasha took out a book from Ian’s room and sat by the bed. She allowed them to snuggle up to her as she began to read the story to them.

“Today, when I arrived at school, Mr. Holt asked me, ‘Ally, are you going to write it or not?’ His tone was extremely sharp…”

What is this book?

After reading further, Sasha felt something was wrong. She stopped immediately and looked at the cover.

When Ian saw it, he clenched his little hands which a moment ago was used as a snack box by Vivian.

“The Flying Fish? Little Ian, did Daddy buy this for you?”

“Mmm-hmm…” Ian replied as his gaze darkened.

The next moment, he hung his head and didn’t have the courage to look at the three of them.

Daddy told me that these books were suited for me. Now that Mommy and Matt have seen them, will they think less of me? And wonder why am I reading books like this? Perhaps, they might think that I’m not a normal child?

Ian was exceptionally upset.

“It’s a good book, Little Ian. Daddy really loves you. I have wanted to buy this book for Matt and Vivi but could never find it.”