I stared at Sebastian in disbelief.
"What did you just say?"
There was no guilt in his eyes. Not even the slightest hesitation. Just cold indifference as he repeated his command.
"You need to get tested for a bone marrow match with Isabella. If you're compatible—"
Before he could finish, I slammed the report against his face.
"You're disgusting, Sebastian! Her damn dog killed my daughter, and you think I'd hurt myself for her?"
At that moment, I felt something I hadn't before—hatred.
How dare he.
If he hadn't insisted on bringing that dog home, Lillian wouldn't have died.
If he had just believed me, Lillian wouldn't have ended up as nothing but ashes.
He had already sacrificed my daughter for his so-called "true love," and now he wanted to throw me into the fire, too?
"Juliana,
