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.

a smirk, his gaze distant and

lips, unsatisfied with his answer “Is that

know,” Sebastian replied

at Lenoir Residence, bearing a medication test report and a DNA test

on the table before Damien. “Sebastian was telling the

detectable but technically harmless. In other words, it wasn’t poison-it had

his hand. “That makes sense,” he acknowledged. “if Jacob hadn’t found any evidence of poisoning in Cherise’s body, I wouldn’t have believed he had harmed her. And at the bar that day, I wouldn’t have merely shot his

wasn’t poisoned by him that day? What

“I would have ended

not composed enough,” Lucy remarked, shaking her head with a tinge

you as the epitome of composure and self-control. Now it seems her perception was clouded

“It’s not about composure-it’s about reacting appropriately to different circumstances.”

touch of melancholy, he rose and approached the window, gazing out at the fading leaves. “If you were in this situation now, I

as she shot