Evander didn't dare say another word.

Evelina was clearly dissatisfied. “Lucian, the child I'm carrying is Evander's. I'm certain of it."

Asher's voice was icy. "That's enough, Evelina. The only reason you were allowed to stay here was on the condition that you wear mourning clothes and pay respects to my parents every day. Now go do it."

"Asher, my stomach doesn't feel well!"

Evelina had no intention of doing such a thing.

Asher shot her a cold look. "If you refuse, then move out."

"Asher, how can you treat us like this? You were never like this before.”

Evander couldn't understand how Asher had changed so much.

Asher looked at Evander, disappointment heavy in his eyes. "Evelina's father was responsible for our parents' deaths. Now she's conspiring with outsiders to embezzle funds from the company. If it weren't for you, I would have sent her to the police long ago!"

Just looking at Evander left Asher feeling suffocated.

He used to think Lemira was the one holding the family back, always siding with outsiders.

But now, it was clear Lemira was truly exceptional.

The real burden was Evander—he was actually marrying the daughter of their enemy.

Frustrated, Asher stormed into the living room and drained his glass of water in one go. He'd been in meetings all day, without a moment's break.

In the end, Evander didn't want to leave, nor could he.

He turned to Evelina. "Go change and come down for the ceremony."

"Evander, my stomach hurts. What if something happens to the baby?" "I'll take you to see a doctor. I won't let anything happen to the baby." Evelina still felt terribly wronged.

Lucian spoke up from the side, "Honestly, if something happened to the baby, it might just be for the best."

Aside from Evander, no one was looking forward to the baby's birth.

Evelina had no intention of leaving, so she had no choice but to go upstairs and change, determined to keep the child.

Evander, still furious, came in and said, "Asher, you've changed. Now you're taking Lemira's side."

Asher shot him a look. “Lemira's done so much for this family. Look at yourself— what have you done?"

He realized that, in the past, he'd been too domineering, always overlooking Lemira's feelings.

But Lemira had done so much to uncover the truth about the accident years ago. She had been far more responsible than he ever was as the eldest brother.

Now, remembering how he'd treated Lemira over the years, Asher felt as if his heart was being fried in oil.

Evander was furious. "Asher,

whatever you say, Evelina's baby is

mine and I'm not letting go of this child My disability is all because of you you need to take

responsibility!"

With that, Evander stormed upstairs in a rage.

Asher was so angry his legs nearly gave way. He sank onto the couch and muttered, "But even if I had been there could really have saved his leg?" leg?”

As soon as he finished speaking, the living room went silent.

After realizing what he'd just said, Asher's expression grew uneasy.

Lucian glanced over. "So, you do know, Asher. I thought you didn't have a clue. Haven't you ever felt guilty for blaming Lemmy all these years?”

A chill ran down Asher's spine. He couldn't even bring himself to look at Lemira.

Lucian seized the opportunity. "Asher, you should apologize to Lemmy."

Lemira sneered. "That's not necessary. I don't care."

"Lemmy, Asher genuinely realizes he was wrong."

"You really think I still care about any of you at this point? I honestly don't. Whether

he apologizes or not, it makes no difference to me."

Lemira's expression was distant, and Lucian felt his heart sink. He turned to Asher. "Asher, how long are you planning to stay in the wrong?"

Asher looked up at Lemira, his eyes full of conflict. "Lemira, I really didn't mean it back then... I.....”