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.

od enough for you?

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…”

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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?”

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

Cherise was so startled by Damien’s words that she could not help but stutter.

She could not figure out what Damien was thinking and feared he would want to do it in the car.

“I mean, wecan’t do it!“.

not speak but stared at her with a

His gaze frightened Cherise.

like he

as she

eyebrows and asked calmly, “Are you

“Yes…”

my

it in

a conservative person

never do something so

ask the driver to leave the

seen much news about 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 of my

“No, I wasn’t!”

urgently. “I… I took the wrong medicines. Those weren’t

for

case, Mrs. Lenoir… who are

Cherise was rendered speechless.

worsened

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came up with a nonsensical explanation. “They are for my friend, Lucy. Her boyfriend has all kinds of sexual dysfunctions, so she went to the hospital to get medicines for him. They

first. She can’t blame

looked so serious while mumbling nonsense that Damien’s eyes crinkled in good

anger receded, Cherise hugged his arm gently and tugged them. “I honestly took the wrong medicines. Why would I suspect my husband

voice was

the same time,

have half an hour to change

Cherise detected a hint of

not angry with

off his lap immediately and exited the

a step and suddenly recalled something. She turned around and asked, “You’re

smirked and replied, “Mrs. Lenoir, what we were

asking because you wish to

was too embarrassed to say anything and escaped

hands behind his head. His lips curved

searched the wardrobe for ten minutes before finding something they could agree on.

Frances carefully did Cherise’s makeup to match the style of

such a beautiful dress or had such

mirror and saw she was

said, “Mrs. Lenoir, the half an hour is

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

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to conceal her desires. Anyone could see she was eager to show off her new look

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