"I know, and I wouldn't want to!" Sabrina answered calmly. She turned around without looking at him and went straight ahead back to the ward.
She did not owe Sebastian anything. He might have lent her $50,000 USD but it could be repaid once their contract ended. Although he once saved her life from kidnappers, he did so only for his mother's sake.
There was no need for her to act submissive in front o f him, knowing that she was far from being in his debt. All she wanted was to be herself and offered whatever comfort she could to Aunt Grace during these last moments of her life.
The two remained distant from one another but were aware that they still had to put on a show for Grace once they stepped into the room. Sebastian threw his arms around Sabrina at the door, and Sabrina leaned into it, looking more in love than ever.
Grace looked at the two with delight as they stepped i n and reminded her son, "Sebastian, the both of you need to work a little bit harder for a baby."
Before Sebastian could respond, Sabrina looked back a t Grace with a sweet smile and said, "Don't you worry, Mother. I am dying to have a baby of our own, too. I had been taking my temperature every morning and keeping track of my menstrual period, anything to help us prepare for a baby. However, you know that
sometimes these kinds of things happen in their own course, it's up to the Gods!" 2
Her tone was sweet and shy at the same time, which had Grace instantly grinning from ear to ear with excitement.
"Hey, Sebastian. Do you think it's possible for our future baby to look like Mother? Mother is incredibly beautiful, after all," Sabrina turned around and cocked her head to the side innocently as she looked up to Sebastian.
For a split second, Sebastian was shocked and speechless.
"Sabbie, my son had always kept his thoughts to himself since he was a little child. You would think that speaking his mind would kill him," Grace smiled teasingly, and Sebastian nodded with a smile in response.
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