Boss, Your Wife Signed the Divorce Agreement Before the Wedding novel Chapter 700

Raelynn's expression darkened instantly.

Pregnancy was the ultimate get-out-of-jail-free card.

But when she thought of the sheer agony Lily had been put through, a fiery wave of hatred surged in her chest.

This was letting Seraphina off way too easy!

It was practically giving her a free pass to walk away unscathed.

Leo sighed. "Just stay here with him. As for Seraphina, honestly, being out there might not be any easier for her than being locked up."

He left it at that.

Glancing between Raelynn and Sebastian one last time, he turned and walked out of the room.

The hospital suite was left with nothing but the rhythmic hum of medical equipment, so quiet it felt devoid of life.

Raelynn remained in her chair.

She stared at Sebastian's closed eyes.

His face was paler than she could have ever imagined.

It looked far worse than the clinical summary Leo had just provided.

Even in his unconscious state, his brows were pulled tight in pain.

Her mind was racing with a million thoughts, most of which offered no answers.

Sebastian had never once communicated with her. His actions, his schemes, his long games—she had always been locked out of his world.

She didn't know how much time had passed.

Sebastian woke up.

His dark, fathomless eyes fluttered open. For a fraction of a second, they were clouded with confusion, but they sharpened almost instantly. His gaze locked onto Raelynn, and he didn't look the least bit surprised. "Been waiting here the whole time?"

His voice was rough and gravelly.

The hoarseness gave his usual sharp edge a lazy, exhausted drawl.

Raelynn hesitated for a moment before picking up the water glass from the bedside table and guiding the straw to his lips. "No. I just walked in."

"Right. Sure."

He didn't argue or call her bluff. He glanced at the straw, parted his lips, and took a slow sip to soothe his raw throat.

"Do you need me to call the doctor?" she asked, pulling the glass away when he leaned back.

"I'm not dying." Sebastian lacked his usual commanding strength, his words coming out in a slow drawl. "How's Lily?"

The infuriating thing about him was that whether he was being cruel or kind, his expression never changed. He was completely unreadable.

"You can take it as concern if that's the kind of comfort you need right now," she shot back. She always felt her sharp tongue was the only thing that could rival his.

This time, Sebastian's gaze settled on her. His pale, handsome face remained impassive as he saw right through her.

"Don't beat around the bush. Say what you want to say."

He was always so damn perceptive.

Raelynn let out a slow breath.

She decided to drop the act.

"I really should thank you for what you did for Lily. Going to those lengths... I was shocked, even if I can't quite make sense of it," she said, staring him down. "But what I really want to ask about is the plasma."

"What's the deal with the plasma?"

The words had practically burned her tongue. She had almost blurted out, *Do you know she's your daughter?* but managed to swallow it down and rephrase it into something safer.

Sebastian lifted his heavy gaze, meeting hers without an ounce of hesitation.

"Raelynn, are you asking for an explanation, or are you demanding a confession?"