My Blind Husband

Yolanda furrowed her brow, contemplating Sebastian’s words and finding some semblance of logic in them.

Her brother had indeed been involved in numerous flings, frequently changing partners, yet he never managed to maintain a long-term relationship.

Consequently, the chances of him fathering a child were relatively low.

“But what if?” she voiced her concern, her mind swirling with possibilities.

Sebastian’s smirk was self-assured as he replied, “I always use protection. I’m not like that reckless Alain, seeking pleasure and ending up in accidents.”

Yolanda’s complexion paled at the mention of their father’s indiscretions with other women.

If it weren’t for their father’s actions, the Weiss family wouldn’t have had someone like Sebastian.

Now, he used this fact to taunt their father.

“But if Alexis isn’t your son, why mention it to)Damien?” Yolanda pressed, seeking clarification.

with a smirk,

her lips, unsatisfied with his answer “Is

know,” Sebastian

the clock struck five in the afternoon, Lucy made her arrival at Lenoir Residence, bearing a medication

the report on the table before Damien.

in front of Damien, Lucy continued, “You’ve been misled. The medication Sebastian administered to Cherise is detectable but technically harmless. In other words, it wasn’t poison-it had no adverse effects whatsoever. Sebastian likely concocted the illusion

the sofa, Damien studied the report in his hand. “That makes sense,” he acknowledged. “if Jacob hadn’t found any evidence of poisoning in

frowned, pressing further. “What if you had known Cherise wasn’t poisoned by him that day?

“I would

shaking her head with a tinge of

to praise you as the epitome of composure and

across Damien’s lips. “It’s not about composure-it’s

touch of melancholy, he rose and approached the window, gazing out at the fading leaves. “If

furrowed deeply as she shot Damien