Sebastian Brenand’s mother was furious to hear his reply.

She felt like she had raised a rebel.

How could he act this way, knowing that his father was in a critical condition?

She clenched her fists tightly and glared at her son. “Don’t you care about your father at all? Aren’t you the least bit worried about him? Are you under that woman’s control? You don’t love anyone else apart from her, do you?”

Sebastian couldn’t help but chuckle a little. “Yes. Congratulations, you’ve answered correctly. I don’t love anyone else apart from Rachel.

“Whether my father lives or dies has nothing to do with me anymore. Didn’t I already tell you that nothing about you two concerns me anymore? You’re no longer my parents, and I’m no longer your son.

“Our relationship was bound to end badly from the moment you did those things to Rachel,” he told her coldly, meaning every word he said.

He would never forgive his parents.

Having Rachel was enough.

He couldn’t care less about everyone else.

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