âIf you tell me youâre genuinely interested in being with me, Iâd be thrilled to have you by my side.â
Sebastian lifted the teacup to his lips, taking a sip. âBut youâre fabricating a pregnancy, acting like your want to be with me. Whatâs your game?â
âAre you planning to murder me when I lower my guard? Or perhaps you want me to publicly admit that I returned Damienâs shares to him just so everyone believes his wife cheated on him. I never expected you to defend Damien like this, even with your memory loss.â
âIf Iâd known youâd react like this, I wouldnât have let you slip away in the first place.â He yawned, his voice laced with indifference. âMaybe it wouldnât be a bad idea to incapacitate you and make you a foolish, helpless person.â
âIâm not like Damien. He revels in your vivacious essence and spirited demeanor, whereas Iâ¦â
Sebastian set down the teacup, fixing a menacing gaze on Cherise. âI cherish you in every form. Look at you now, with your pallid complexion, harboring fear in your heart⦠I love it.â Shifting into a more relaxed position on the sofa, his frigid gaze swept past Cherise, his words sharp and brutal, sending chills down her spine.
âBefore our paths crossed again, all I could envision was possessing you at any cost,â he declared. âI once believed that an innocent country bumpkin like you would willingly become my bride. After all, Iâm from a wealthy family. I thought I could manipulate you and triumphantly flaunt you to the world, butâ¦
alas.â
âDamien beat me to the punch.â Sebastian toyed with the pen in his hand, a cold smile gracing his lips.
âNot only did he snatch you away, but he also ensnared your heart, leaving nothing for me. So, what do you expect me to do? I can attempt to seize you physically, but I canât capture your heart.â
Cheriseâs complexion paled, her fingers clutching the sofaâs armrest tightly. âSo youâre responsible for my memory loss?â
âNot really,â Sebastian yawned. âYour amnesia wasnât part of my scheme. I conspired to drive a wedge between you and Damien. I didnât foresee you actually losing your memory.â He met Cheriseâs gaze boldly. âHowever, I donât care about your current condition. It doesnât matter whether you recall anything.â Regardless if sheâs lost her memory, her mind is consumed with thoughts of Damien, and sheâd never draw near to me!
âIâve been pondering a lot lately,â Sebastian drawled, sinking lazily into the sofa. âWouldnât it be niee to put you into a vegetative state so you could be a mere trophy?â His chilling proposition rolled off his tongue nonchalantly. âI could manipulate you as I please. You wouldnât be able to leave or betray me.â
âWhen your mind goes blank, you wonât be dreaming of another man in front of me,â he smirked at Cherise. âThereâs no escaping.â
âIs that so?â A deep male voice interrupted as Sebastian issued his menacing threats, causing him to jolt from the sofa.
Standing at the door clad in black, Damien fixed Sebastian with a cold stare. âAs Weiss Groupâs future heir, shouldnât you be worried about Weiss Groupâs shareholders hearing such unsettling remarks, Mr.
Sebastian Weiss?â
Sebastianâs brows knit into a deep frown. âHow did youâ¦â Sebastianâs associates had assured him that Damien had been resting at home all this time! How can this beâ¦
âAre you wondering how I got here?â