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.

Sebastian retorted with a smirk, his gaze distant

pursed her lips, unsatisfied with his answer “Is

know,”

at Lenoir Residence, bearing a medication test report and

the table before Damien. “Sebastian was telling the truth. Its ingredients can effectively

Cherise is detectable but technically harmless. In other words, it wasn’t poison-it had no adverse effects whatsoever. Sebastian likely

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

pressing further. “What if you had known Cherise wasn’t

gaze sharpened. “I would have

enough,” Lucy remarked, shaking her head with a tinge

of composure and self-control. Now it seems her perception was clouded

not

the fading leaves. “If

furrowed deeply as she shot Damien