My Blind Husband

“You must take responsibility for this child,” Cherise declared firmly.

With a loud clatter, the saucer in Otto’s hand slipped and struck the coffee table. Otto’s face paled as he glanced at Cherise. “You’re so clumsy.” Cherise, unfazed, shot him a cold look. “Leave if you can’t handle such a simple task!”

Pressing his lips together, Otto’s expression soured as he turned away and left the room. Once he was gone, Cherise maintained her smile, turning her attention back to Sebastian. “Do you think I should keep this child or get rid of it?”

Sebastian raised his brows slightly. He didn’t even bother to glance at the test report. “It’s Damien’s child, and you want me to decide?”

“It’s not his. It’s yours,” Cherise insisted, maintaining her smile as she spoke to Sebastian. “You see, this child isn’t even a month old yet. Everyone claims I slept with you to secure shares for Damien around two weeks ago. But after I regained my memory, I never had any intimate relations with Damien.” Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

“After doing the math, it’s clear this child is yours,” she continued, her smile unwavering as she looked at Sebastian. “I want to keep this child, take our first child, Alexis, and run away with you.”

Sebastian wrinkled his brow, slight frost seeping into his deep gaze. “Is that so?”

“Absolutely,” Cherise said, a smile playing on her lips as her eyebrows arched and her eyes twinkled. “Damien doesn’t love me enough. Maybe you were onto something. Perhaps we used to be head over heels for each other. That’s why I’m thinking of leaving Damien.” Her gaze dropped instinctively as she rested her hand on her abdomen. “This baby is ours.

“Get rid of it,” Sebastian responded, his eyes narrowing, his tone slightly gentle yet forceful. “If you want to be with me, you need to get rid of this child.”

“Why?” Cherise looked up, her expression guarded. “Judging by the timing, this baby is yours!”

“It’s not.”

“Why do you doubt it’s yours?” Cherise bit her lip, disappointment flickering across her features. “Are you trying to absolve yourself of responsibility? Sebastian, don’t let me down!”

“Cherise,” Sebastian sneered, “Do you think you’re putting on a convincing act? Even if there’s a baby on the way, it’s not mine.” He yawned, unimpressed. “I figured you had more tricks up your sleeve when you asked me out. Is this all? Seems like Damien didn’t teach you much,”

“Why won’t you believe me?” Cherise pouted. “Is it because I’m not convincing enough?”

“Because you made a mistake. Are you seriously claiming you’re carrying my child?” Sebastian’s gaze turned icy. “Even if you’re lying, you should at least stick to some basic truths, don’t you think so? I haven’t laid a finger on you, yet you’re trying to sell me this story that you’re pregnant with my child. Cherise, do you honestly think I’m that naïve?”

“Oh, Cherise let out a drawn-out breath. “I get it. So you never touched me?” She had an ulterior spots. There was even a pinhole camera on the pen in her front pocket.

In the adjacent room, Otto’s team was transmitting the conversation and live video feed of Cherise and Sebastian to numerous media channels that had previously propagated rumors about them.

Therefore, Cherise purposefully echoed Sebastian’s words several times. “So you’re implying that all those claims about us being together and loving each other are lies?”

Sebastian smirked. “Has Damien never whispered such sweet nothings in your ear?”