My Blind Husband

Cherise found herself at a loss for words.

Unable to articulate her turmoil to the child, she simply nodded silently, bowing her head as she retched.

Outside the bathroom, Alexis leaned against the door, his expression fraught with concern. “Is there anything I can do to help?” he inquired softly.

“Mr. Lenoir.”

In the living room below, Sebastian sat with calculated composure, sipping the tea Frances had laid on the coffee table-his gaze, icy and unwavering, was fixated on Damien.

“It’s been a few days, Mr. Lenoir,” Sebastian remarked coolly. “How have you been?”

Damien’s lip curled in disdain as he regarded Sebastian. “Do you concern yourself with my well-being?”

“Perhaps you’re hoping I’ve been faring poorly,” he mused. “Isn’t it?”

With an indifferent yawn, Damien continued, “If you have something to say, speak it plainly. Otherwise, the Lenoir household does not need unwelcome guests.”

threat,

your manners leave much to be desired,” he remarked mildly. “But that’s of little consequence.”

Yolanda, he gestured for her to proceed.

nodded in acknowledgment, handing Sebastian a small

his gaze unwaveringly cold as it fixed upon Damien. “Mr. Lenoir, allow me to present

bottle on the

indeed antidotal,” Sebastian affirmed,

continued smoothly. “I understand Cherise’s friend Lucy has returned to Adania. She possesses expertise in pharmaceuticals. If you seek reassurance, she can examine the medicine to ensure its safety before administering it

expression guarded. “And are you being sincere

Sebastian replied, his smile

son under your care, it’s imperative that we maintain an

arched an eyebrow, clearly taken aback by Sebastian’s claim. “Your

Sebastian confirmed, his gaze steady

the orphanage, only for him to vanish without a trace. In Adania, you are the sole individual with a

Sebastian’s words. “You are saying that Alexis is your son?” he challenged, his voice