Chapter 128
The Love that Never Really Dies
Sasha was speechless. Hmph, can you stop threatening to kill me all the time? Don't you know itâs a
bad influence on the children? Sasha sighed. âAlright. That's enough for today. You can come to pick
the children up now.â âWhat did you say?â Airborne over clear airspace at that moment, Sebastian
who was raging a while ago was suddenly stumped. Pick the children up? Just like that? He lowered
his head to glance at the city he was about to land in. When Sasha didn't hear a response from him
for a long time, she began to grow impatient, thinking that he didnât understand her. âAre you
coming or not? If not, I'll let the children spend the night here. But don't you dare complain
tomorrow that my rental apartment is a bad place to raise your children.â
At that moment, there was silence in the helicopter. Rental apartment? She's letting me pick up the
children at this hour? So, that witch did n't leave Avenport at all and took the children to her place
instead of her? Before he could say anything, he almost choked on himself. âMr. Hayes, we are about
to land at once. Below us is Clear Hospital and we can land directly on its rooftop.â The bodyguard
sitting beside him remarked at that crucial moment. At the same time, Sasha heard it over the
phone which caused her eyes to widen. âMy goodness, Sebastian, you... you flew all the way to
Clear?
" âShut up! Sasha, I will definitely not forgive you for this. Just you wait!â After that, Sebastian ended
the call abruptly. He was utterly humiliated. Never in his entire life had anyone fooled him to that
extent. Sasha became nervous when she felt Sebastian would definitely not forgive her. She had just
intended to have some fun at his expense by causing him to worry, so that he would know what it
felt like to be tricked. However, I'm finished! That's the end of me. She didn't even dare to sleep. After
the children went to bed, she stayed in the living hall, trying her best to fight off her drowsiness
from her while waiting. As expected, by three in the morning, she heard the bang of a car door
closing and was instantly woken up by it.
The figure that arrived looked frightening. With her chin by the window, she could sense the
murderous rage being emitted by the figure despite the darkness. As he approached slowly, she
noticed the chill that accompanied him into the building. She was already quaking in her boots. To
avoid disturbing the childrenâs sleep, Sasha locked their room door and headed to the entrance.
"Ah..." The moment she got there, she was greeted by a pair of bloodshot eyes, causing her to
shriek in surprise and freeze. F*ck! This crazy assh*le! She smoked, âSebastian, are you crazy? It's the
middle of the night. What are you trying to do? Scare everyone to death? Sneering, Sebastian
kicked the door open. âHaha, scare you? You should be glad that I didn't kill you right away!â Sasha
no longer wanted to talk to him. Even the earlier guilt and anxiety she felt dissipated at once.
âWhere are the children?â âSleeping.â âBring them out!" âWhy donât you do it yourself? Why must I
do it? Sasha refused to cooperate. Plonking her bum on top of the electric heater, she casually
picked up the pack of chips beside her and started munching away. Her expression of her could n't
be anymore frosty, causing Sebastian to be further infuriated. Given that he had not even eaten or
drunk for the whole day, he couldn't t help but gulp when he saw her eating and was tempted by
the delicious aroma of the chips. âMr. Hayes, why don't we go in and get the children...â âDonât
touch them. Sebastian, let me warn you, my son won't allow just any stranger to wake him up. If you
scare him, I won't forgive you!â
Sasha interjected when she heard the bodyguardâs words. With a fearsome glare, she was adamant
in her refusal to let the bodyguards carry her children from her. After all, children had an inherent
fear of being carried by strangers when they're asleep. No matter how smart they were, the kids
were still only five. Also, it was freezing outside and they would run the risk of catching a cold. The
same thoughts naturally crossed Sebastian's mind as he waved the bodyguards away. âWhat
happened today? Since when you started scheming with them?â âMr. Hayes, can you stop thinking
that everyone is that crafty? What do you mean by scheming? My sons just wanted to help me
when they saw how you bullied me.â Sasha argued with reason and also cleared her childrenâs
name. Unexpectedly, Sebastian scoffed,
âThey help you? What about the flight tickets? Don't tell me that they were the ones who bought
them?â âWhat's so strange about it? My son knows all my particulars like the back of his palm and
can even generate my ID online. What's so difficult about booking some flight tickets?â Sebastian
was speechless. âBy the way, Little lan also participated. He was the one who paid.â Sasha bit into
another piece of chips and it tasted especially delicious. Amidst his rage from her, Sebastian could
feel a familiar pain that caused the veins of his temple to throb. can you stop thinking that everyone
is that crafty? What do you mean by scheming? My sons just wanted to help me when they saw how
you bullied me.â Sasha argued with reason and also cleared her childrenâs name. Unexpectedly,
Sebastian scoffed, âThey help you? What about the flight tickets?
Don't tell me that they were the ones who bought them?â âWhat's so strange about it? My son
knows all my particulars like the back of his palm and can even generate my ID online. What's so
difficult about booking some flight tickets?â Sebastian was speechless. âBy the way, Little lan also
participated. He was the one who paid.â Sasha bit into another piece of chips and it tasted especially
delicious. Amidst his rage from her, Sebastian could feel a familiar pain that caused the veins of his
temple to throb. can you stop thinking that everyone is that crafty? What do you mean by
scheming?
My sons just wanted to help me when they saw how you bullied me.â Sasha argued with reason and
also cleared her childrenâs name. Unexpectedly, Sebastian scoffed, âThey help you? What about the
flight tickets? Don't tell me that they were the ones who bought them?â âWhat's so strange about
it? My son knows all my particulars like the back of his palm and can even generate my ID online.
What's so difficult about booking some flight tickets?
" Sebastian was speechless. âBy the way, Little lan also participated. He was the one who paid.â
Sasha bit into another piece of chips and it tasted especially delicious. Amidst his rage from her,
Sebastian could feel a familiar pain that caused the veins of his temple to throb.
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