Chapter 7 Your Wife Is Gorgeous

Damien kissed Cherise’s lips before she could figure out her explanation.

He kept a firm grip on her arms and locked her securely in his embrace, kissing her without restraint.

Furthermore, his stern and domineering presence assailed her, making her feel light–headed.

Whenever he kissed her, it felt like he sucked away a part of her soul.

Then, he let her go and laughed deviously. “Mrs. Lenoir, was that

Her heart thumped rapidly, and she was unable to calm down.

She struggled and broke free of his embrace, only for him to trap her in his arms again.

They were dangerously close. There was hardly any space between them.

Cherise continued struggling, but Damien maintained a firm hold on her.

It went on for some time until Cherise ran out of energy.

She pursed her lips. “Why are you so strong…”

Before they got married, Old Mr. Lenoir kept reminding Cherise that Damien was weak and sickly and that she should take good care of him.

Therefore, she thought Damien was ill like her grandmother.

However, she looked down and saw his big hands grabbing her slim waist.

She had always had pride in her strength and health, yet she stood no chance against the ‘sickly‘ Damien.

Cherise pouted unhappily, causing her cheeks to puff up adorably.

Damien smiled and moved her to a more comfortable position. He placed her on his lap and said, “I can’t see, but I’m completely healthy otherwise.”

Then, he smirked deviously and moved his lips close to her ears. His gruff but magnetic voice stimulated her eardrums. “I’m also healthy down there. Do you with to test it out, Mrs. Lenoir?”

Cherise’s heart nearly leaped out of her chest.

Her face flushed and felt hot as she shook her head profusely. “No, no! I don’t want it!”

Damien felt the urge to tease her. He held her earlobe between his lips. “Are you sure? Didn’t you say you will… give me a child?”

“I… I will provide you with a child, but… not now!”

startled by Damien’s words

what Damien was thinking and feared he would want to do it in the

mean, we… can’t

at her

His gaze frightened Cherise.

like he

small animal as she looked at him with eyes filled with tears.

his eyebrows and asked calmly, “Are you

“Yes…”

crying. “You’re my husband, and

do it in the car!

a conservative

do something

can ask the driver to

people getting into accidents while being intimate

out his mood, “We can do it in our bed.. or if you don’t like the

“But weren’t you doubtful

“No, I wasn’t!”

her head urgently. “I… I took the wrong

for me?

case, Mrs. Lenoir…

Cherise was rendered speechless.

worsened the

for my friend, Lucy. Her boyfriend has all kinds of sexual dysfunctions, so she went to the hospital to get medicines for him. They accidentally

me first. She can’t blame me for dragging

looked so serious while mumbling nonsense

tugged them. “I honestly took the wrong

was sweet

same time,

half an hour to change your

solemn, but Cherise detected a hint

angry with

got off his lap immediately

took a step and suddenly recalled something. She turned around and asked, “You’re not getting

and replied, “Mrs. Lenoir, what we were doing in the

you asking because

too embarrassed to say

her running away in embarrassment, Damien rested his hands behind his head. His lips curved into a

something they could agree on. They decided

Cherise’s makeup to match the style of her

worn such a beautiful dress

saw she was beautiful

her reaction and said, “Mrs.

her senses and quickly grabbed her purse before stepping out in seven. centimeters

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