The Love that Never Really Dies novel Chapter 803

Once she sent the message, Sasha began to wait anxiously.

At the same time, Haruto entered to change her bandages. Although Sasha had just regained the strength to leave the bed, he caught sight of Sasha standing in front of the ward’s table with her eyes fixated intensely on her phone.

The sight left him stunned.

“Ms. Wand, what are you doing?” Haruto asked in a tone of disbelief.

“I’m waiting for a message,” Sasha replied without turning around.

Haruto’s eyes widened in shock. “Waiting for a message? Then why are you standing up? You should be waiting for it while lying in bed. If Mr. Akiyama sees you like this, he will berate you again.”

Sasha remained silent.

After she shot a glance at the nagging Jetroinian doctor, Sasha finally made her way to the bed with her phone clutched in her grasps.

Unbeknownst to her, the man back at Oceanic Estate had tossed his phone into the drawer and left the room with a dark look loomed across his face.

Was my reaction out of line? Why did I get so worked up over two simple messages?

Moreover, he did not rejoice after she denied it. Instead, he lost his temper.

With a large scowl, Sebastian made his way downstairs.

“Mr. Hayes, a-are you hungry? Old Mr. Jadeson and the rest are waiting to eat with you. I-I’ll go ahead and call them here right now,” the housemaid stammered when she noticed the foul mood that hung over Sebastian. Immediately, she scurried off to call for Jonathan and the rest.

Ten minutes later, everyone had gathered in the dining room.

“Uncle Sebastian, you are finally awake. Are you feeling better? Let Vivi give you a check-up!” Vivian, who was carried into the dining room, leaped out of Aunt Sabrina’s embrace and rushed towards Sebastian enthusiastically.

Despite Vivian’s enthusiasm, Sebastian remained silent.

Due to the seething rage in his heart, he wasn’t in the mood to entertain her.

Yet, when her chubby arms wrapped around his arm, and Sebastian caught a whiff of the scent of milk clinging to her skin. Immediately, he found his foul mood vanishing into thin air. “Where did you play at earlier? Look at your hands; they are all covered in dirt. Go and wash them right now!” he chided her.

“No!” Vivian pouted and said stubbornly, “Vivi wants to give Uncle Sebastian a check-up! Vivi needs to see if Uncle Sebastian is fine now.”

Like an octopus, she clambered up Sebastian’s legs and planted her grimy hands on his forehead.