Sebastian had been suspicious of how Frederick acted around Sasha for a while, especially with the history of his outrageous actions.
Looking at his father’s reaction, he felt more defensive.
“No, she wants to revive the Wand family, and I helped to pave the way.”
“Really?” Frederick seemed surprised. “That is good. If the Wand family manage to stand up on their feet again, she might not hate us as much as before.”
That was apt. What were we hoping for, anyway? We have to make up for our past mistakes by helping the Wand family so that Sasha will return.
After all, the three children need their mother.
By the time Sebastian returned to Royal Court One, the three children were asleep. Instinctively, he went to his daughter’s room to see the sweetheart he got back recently.
After the paternal test, he realized this child was his. It only made him feel more guilty.
The woman was with his child under his nose for almost six months. Unfortunately, he did not know the truth and even used the child to humiliate her at that time.
A man as blind as me doesn’t deserve to be a father at all.
Sitting on the child’s pink bed, he watched his daughter sleep peacefully under her covers. He could not help but bend down to leave a kiss on her cute, chubby cheek.
“Mommy, are you back?”
The little girl sleepily mumbled when she felt the kiss on her cheek.
It had been a month since she last saw her mother.
Suddenly, Sebastian felt suffocated as he recalled the events in Clear. In the small dark yard, the words that the lady left rang in his ears. “I don’t want her. She is all yours!”
It was a stab to his heart. Even breathing was painful.
Sasha, what will it take for you to return? Don’t you know how much the children miss you?
“Daddy, are you back?”
A small figure appeared by the bedroom door. His voice jolted Sebastian out of his painful memory.
The little boy stood at the entrance when he spotted his father, looking smaller than ever. His sad expression was void of the mischief that usually hung on his face.
Sebastian regained his senses. He immediately calmed himself down and suppressed the tears that were about to spill.
“Yes, I’m home. Matt, why are you still awake? Come over here.” Opening his arms, he gestured for his child to walk to him for a hug.
Matteo obediently shuffled to him.
Without hesitation, he threw himself into his father’s embrace and allowed the sturdy arms to circle him. At that moment, he felt protected and warm.
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