The Love that Never Really Dies (Sasha and Sebastian)

Chapter 174

Right after he entered the house, he felt warm light enveloping him, as well as the alluring smell of food in the air. Even though the size of the apartment was only a little smaller than sixty square meters, it was very comforting.

What the heck? This dump is actually quite cozy.

He strode into the apartment and sauntered over to the worn-out sofa.

“Daddy, do you want some water? I can pour some for you,” Matteo offered sensibly. As soon as he reached home, he immediately thought of pouring a drink for his daddy.

Sebastian accepted his offer, of course.

At that moment, he took a seat on the sofa. As he waited for his son to get water for him, he took the time to examine this rundown apartment that was not even big enough for his bedroom.

He came too late last night. There was no time to check out the place.

When he woke up in the morning, it had been chaotic, and he missed the chance again.

While the man sank into his thoughts, Sasha had already gone into the kitchen. She heard from her son that the three of them had not had their dinner yet, so of course she had to get them something to eat.

But when she looked into the refrigerator, she found herself running short for ideas.

“You… haven’t eaten either?”

She stepped out of the kitchen, cast a glance at the man on the sofa, and asked him hesitantly.

Sebastian happened to be drinking water at that time. He turned when he heard her, and his gaze naturally fell on her person.

How unsightly!

baggy loungewear, with a large, long-eared hoodie at the back. Her shoulder-length short hair was not even

to keep up appearances? Has she forgotten that she’s the daughter of

Sebastian frowned.

though, he did not find it out

before his eyes, his mind drew up a peculiar image. He came home very late one night and,

felt

brows, “What do you

out for dinner? How is it that none of

wrong? There’s nothing left in

“No, it’s not that…”

Sasha quickly denied.

food. This was her house. She kept it

she had gotten a definite

to worry about what she

of shrimps and pasta dough that afternoon just to make meatball ravioli

that man was another story. He was a picky eater. He was not a fan of seafood, spicy food, and even Asian cuisine. So what could she make for

should make

was at a

forgotten that their relationship was in a deadlock at the moment. Just two days ago, they were considering a divorce. She yearned so much for the day to come when she would have nothing to do with him

would deceive themselves. Once something went deep into the bones, even

portions of meatball ravioli for

As for Sebastian?

and some homemade rolls, cut up evenly. In addition to that, she

“Dinner’s ready!”

on the table, they all cheered, forks and knives already in

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