Chapter 738

Luke pointed at Blair. “Do you think you have won, Blair? Don’t celebrate too soon. Haha. In a few years, you will go through what I have been through. We share the same blood and mental illness! Hahaha!” With her heart sinking, Mable gripped Blair’s hand. The firstborn sons of the Fowler family would inherit a mental illness, and Blair carried the gene. Blair looked at Luke, his eyes narrowing dangerously. “At least I won’t raise my son as if he is a parasite as you had. I will never let my son and his siblings tear each other apart, either!" Mable said, “Quit your bluff, Luke. The Fowlers’ hereditary mental illness isn’t incurable. I will cure Blair.” “Oh, really?” Luke glanced at Mable in disdain. Mable turned to Blair. “Have faith that I will fix you up, Blair.” Paul had said the illness was treatable. “Of course.” Blair held Mable’s hand tight and nodded. His eyes were no longer cold when he met her gaze. Luke fixated eerily on Mable. “Haha. I shall wait and see.