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.”

implied threat, Sebastian maintained his composure.

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

gestured for her to proceed.

nodded in acknowledgment, handing Sebastian a small

table 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

on the table, though he made no move to touch

are indeed antidotal,” Sebastian affirmed, his smile unwavering.

smoothly. “I understand Cherise’s friend Lucy has returned to Adania. She possesses expertise in pharmaceuticals.

regarded Sebastian with suspicion, his expression guarded. “And are

replied, his smile

it’s imperative that we maintain an amicable relationship to ensure his well-being.”

an eyebrow, clearly taken aback by Sebastian’s claim. “Your son?”

is my son,” Sebastian confirmed, his gaze steady

vanish without a trace. In Adania, you are the sole individual with

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