The Love that Never Really Dies novel Chapter 847

Despite being languid in his movements, every stride he took exuded elegance.

No matter where he goes, his charm always remains at the forefront of attention.

That night when the two of them went downstairs for dinner, Jonathan’s eyes followed Sebastian’s attire until he took his seat at the dining table.

“Mr. Jadeson, Mr. Hayes does not seem to like his own clothes. I’m thinking of changing his wardrobe for him tomorrow.”

Sasha thought that it would be better to disclose her intention from the start as she was uncomfortable with the way Jonathan was staring.

At that, he turned his gaze toward her.

“He doesn’t? He did not have any complaints about them before.”

“He did not go out much back then as he was always sick,” Sasha explained patiently. “If he wasn’t in his hospital gown, he would be in his pajamas. As for the other clothes, he’d never even touched them.”

She could not tell Jonathan that Sebastian was beginning to be picky because he was recovering.

The professor from Jetroina had mentioned that when his master was progressively recovering, memories from before the accident came flooding back. It included daily habits and preferences.

Naturally, Sebastian becoming increasingly picky with his wardrobe was a sign of recovery.

Sasha gazed at Jonathan expectantly as she awaited his permission.

Fortunately, Jonathan seemed to have accepted her explanation. “Noted. We’ll talk about it tomorrow.”

“As you wish.” Sasha was elated. She grabbed a bowl to serve Sebastian some soup.

When she brought the soup over to him, she became suddenly aware of his intense gaze. Horrified, she did not know when he had started staring at her. At that moment, all of the times she spent surreptitiously indulging in his presence felt clumsily lewd and careless.

“Mr. Hayes, have some soup,” Sasha mumbled as she deposited the bowl, hurriedly retracting her gaze.

I am becoming increasingly careless. I must watch my emotions at a place like this.

With the errand of replacing Sebastian’s wardrobe in mind, Sasha awoke extra early the following day.

“Vivi, entertain yourself with your brothers today. I am going out to buy Daddy some new clothes.”

“Okay, Mommy. Will you buy me something too?”

The little girl crawled out of bed and put on a skirt as she turned to face her mother solemnly with large watery eyes.

“You want some new clothes too?” Sasha was surprised.

Vivian shook her head. “No. I want a hair clip so I can put this little pearl on it. Brother Cal told me that this hair clip looks good on me. I’d like to keep it on all the time.”