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.”

by the implied threat,

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

gestured for her to proceed. “Bring it forth.”

acknowledgment, handing Sebastian

with a graceful flourish, his gaze unwaveringly cold as it fixed upon Damien. “Mr. Lenoir, allow me to present to you the antidote for the poison afflicting Cherise,” he announced calmly, his tone betraying none of the

furrowed as he eyed the bottle on the table, though he made no move to

Sebastian affirmed, his

its efficacy, you are welcome to have the medicine tested,” he continued smoothly. “I understand Cherise’s friend Lucy has returned to Adania. She possesses expertise in pharmaceuticals. If you seek reassurance, she can

Sebastian with suspicion, his expression guarded. “And are you being sincere in this

his smile

your care, it’s imperative that we maintain an amicable relationship to ensure

clearly taken aback by Sebastian’s claim. “Your son?” he echoed.

is my son,” Sebastian confirmed, his gaze steady as

vanish without a trace. In Adania, you are

he scrutinized Sebastian’s words. “You are saying that