My Blind Husband

“Guiding you towards the zenith of your existence with this revelation?” Damien’s inquiry held a weighty tone. “I’m not one to indulge in altruism; there’s little purpose in engaging in trivial matters for strangers,” he declared with a detached air.

With those words, he turned on his heel and departed, Cherise cradled securely in his arms.

Caleb remained rooted to the spot, watching Damien’s departure, his urgency demanding release. “This morning. I received communication from the DNA testing facility!

“The disclosure illuminates that the child your spouse, Cherise, recently embraced as her own is the clandestine offspring of her and Sebastian!

“Are you truly inclined to disregard this revelation without further consideration? Really?”

Damien halted abruptly in his stride, casting a piercing glance back at the audacious journalist who remained undeterred. “And who might you be to presume entitlement to classified information from the DNA testing facility?”

Caught off guard, Caleb faltered momentarily.

The authenticity of the source did indeed warrant scrutiny…

intelligence are inconsequential: what holds

would the provenance of your intel be deemed inconsequential?” This time, Cherise found her voice nestled in Damien’s embrace.

my understanding, DNA testing necessitates voluntary consent. Upon

This raises questions regarding

paled imperceptibly. “But…”

a deep breath, her resolve unwavering. “My husband disclosed to me that he dispatched samples of the

my spouse nor I ever sought a DNA analysis.

themselves for testing, how can the results

harbor doubts that a facility lacking in ethical rectitude could furnish

assertions left Caleb

he envisaged Mrs. Damien to be so eloquent.

close. Should anyone dare to propagate future rumors insinuating that Alexis is the illicit

that pronouncement, she turned, clasping Damien’s