Chapter 15
The Love that Never Really Dies
Back then,
he had brought Xandra back home and declared his love for her in front of Frederick. And now, he
was dragging her back there. Was he not afraid that Sasha would mess up his relationship with that
woman again? As soon as her voice died away, the scum got up from the chair. "How dare you?
Don't think too highly of yourself, Sasha. It makes no difference to me whether you are dead or
alive. Even if you did not show up today, I would have taken your dead body back with me.â
There was a gleam of hostility in his bloodshot eyes as he spoke his mind. Sasha clenched her fists
tightly until her knuckles turned white. She squeezed her eyes shut and remained silent. What is
there to look forward to after five years? Do I expect him to say something nice to me? Very quickly,
Sasha was taken to a cabin on the lower deck of the ship.
Not long afterward, the ship left the pier and set sail. It turned out that this boat was the means of
transportation for them. She did not dwell on the matter since she knew there was no point for her
to struggle anymore. After they locked her up in the cabin, Sasha lay on the small bed and fell
asleep. âlan, you shouldn't. It's dangerous...
" âQuiet! Get out of my way!" She woke up to the sound of her stomach growling and the argument
outside the cabin. Vaguely, she also heard a child's voice. A childs voice? Is it lan? Sasha's eyes flew
open immediately, and within that second, she was awake like never before.
After all, Sebastian was on this ship, and they were setting off to where they came from. It wouldn't
be a surprise that lan would also be on the ship. Her heart leaped with ecstasy at the thought of
that. She hopped out of bed and dashed to the window. She looked through the window, and sure
enough, she saw two figures standing outside her cabin. One was a burly figure in a black suit who
appeared to be a bodyguard.
The other figure standing next to him was short and cute. He was wearing a khaki blue coat with a
black woolen hat on his head. It was none other than lan. Tears welled up in Sasha's eyes as she
looked at the boy. âLittle lan? Little lan?â âWho is it?" lan, who was concentrating on controlling the
drone by the ship rail, turned his head when he heard someone calling his name.
A look of annoyance came across his face for being interrupted. Sasha waved wildly at him from the
small cabin. âHere, Little lan. Mom... It's me, Ms. Nancy. Look here.â She almost let it slip that she
was his mother. lan caught sight of her, but he did not look as surprised as she hoped he would be.
On the contrary, he was expressionless.
There was a flash of impatience in his beautiful eyes, just like his father's. âWho are you?â âErm... Mr.
lan, it's time, we should get back. Otherwise, you'll be punished by Mr. Hayes.â In that instant, the
bodyguard stepped in front of the child. Sasha became anxious at once and said, âLittle lan, it's me.
We've met before at the hotel.
Do you remember me?â She gestured to the child at the window, hoping that he would remember
her. Fortunately, the child remembered after being prodded with the memory. âIt's you!â âYes. Little
lan, can you come over here so that I can have a look at you? I just want to see you.â Sasha was
ecstatic
âMr. lan, we should get going.â âGet out of my way!" lan glanced at the bodyguard and strode
toward the cabin. Sasha was overjoyed. Finally, she had the opportunity to be up close and personal
with this child. She did not have the chance to speak to him when they last met at the hotel. âLittle
lan...
" âWhy are you locked in here? Are you not here to treat Daddy?â lan remained expressionless as he
came over. He looked exactly like Matteo, but there wasn't the slightest smile on his face as he
looked at Sasha with indifference. She felt a sharp pain in her heart. She blamed herself for how he
turned out. If she had not left him with Sebastian, he would not end up being like this.
He would be a cheerful boy, just like his younger brother. Sasha stretched out her trembling hand
from the window, wanting to touch him. âYes. I'm... I'm here to treat your daddy.â
âThen why are you locked up? Is he going to do something to you?â This child was just like Matteo,
both were not easily fooled. When he saw the lock on the door, he knew things were not as what
Sasha had told him
Her nose tingled, and she felt a lump in her throat. âIt's alright, Little lan. Donât worry about Mom...
me. Your daddy won't do anything to me. It's late and the wind is strong. It's dangerous for you to
be out here. You should go back in."
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