Sabrina thought she was dreaming.

She pinched her cheeks really hard. “Ouch, it hurts!”

She turned her head around immediately after that, and she saw that the man who stood at the door as if God descending from the heavens was indeed her husband, Sebastian.

“Sebastian…” Sabrina burst into tears.

Could she actually be alive to see her husband?

Sabrina frantically ran towards Sebastian, “Sebastian… Dear…. I… I’m still alive?”

Sebastian was heartbroken beyond repair. “I’m sorry, I came late, I’m sorry!”

Sebastian fiercely pulled Sabrina with both his arms into his embrace. He had no time to care for Holden, who was sitting on the couch.

None of them had seen it even if Sebastian and his subordinates rushed into the mansion in a stealthy motion. Holden was sitting right on the couch earlier. How could it be that they saw the couch swung like a swing and returned to the original state after it fell, but Holden was no longer there?

Kingston could not wrap his head around it, “M