Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Chapter 8

Chapter 8 Don’t Concern Yourself About It

Tristan’s gaze made Cherise uncomfortable.

She took a deep breath and smiled politely at Tristan before pushing Damien in his wheelchair toward the house.

However, Tristan extended his arm and blocked her way as she tried to walk past him.

“Why are you so anxious to go in? Are you afraid to talk to me?”

He crossed his arms and looked at Damien with disgust and contempt. In contrast, his voice was kind, with a hint of concern. “Damien, your wife keeps avoiding me. I think she has an ulterior motive for marrying you.”

He briefly glanced at Cherise’s chest with leering eyes.

Cherise frowned and instinctively turned away.

But that only made him leer at her more daringly. His lips curved into an arrogant smirk. “Damien, Grandpa is old and might be unable to see through the tricks of young women like her. On the other hand, I have vast experience. What about this? I’ll talk to your wife privately and assess her character for you!”

Cherise tightened her grip on Damien’s wheelchair.

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Although she was an orphan from the countryside, her uncle and his wife were generous to her. Thus, she grew up well and developed beautiful curves.

Although several male students ogled her body at school, she was not afraid because Lucy protected her.

However, Cherise was now in Lenoir Residence, Tristan’s territory.

Furthermore, Damien was blind and could not see how Tristan looked at her. He would also not know what Tristan would do to her if he were to permit Tristan to talk to her in private.

Cherise could not rebuff Tristan because he had not done anything out of bounds.

She bit her lip, praying that Damien would not agree to Tristan’s unreasonable request.

Damien sensed Cherise’s hands trembling behind him.

Even with the black ribbon over his eyes, he could see Tristan’s leering expression illuminated by the street lamp.

Thus, he pursed his lips and replied indifferently. “This is the first time you have shown so much concern for me after all these years. I remember when my previous fiancée died in a car accident, you said, ‘Who cares. She’s better off dead than marrying a cursed man.“”

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Tristan’s expression darkened.

his throat. “It was only a joke. Damien, I offer to vet your wife out of concern for you. After all, you can only

gaze landed on Cherise’s trim waist before continuing, “I can see everything

unconcealed desire. “That’s why it’s best that you allow

Cherise’s face turned pale.

concerned but looked at Damien with disdain

dare he accuse me of

You shouldn’t trouble yourself over her,

evenly, “It’s not easy for me to get a wife. I’m happy to accept her

is an orphan. She’s likely jinxed, too, since she is married to a cursed man like me. It would be

words were heavily implied with

Tristan was briefly stunned.

could be cursed like Damien, Tristan stepped back and

was not usually superstitious, but it was better to be safe than sorry regarding such

to laugh as he looked at Tristan’s expression.

relief and pushed the wheelchair through

pain in her butt. It felt

filled her. She recklessly rushed ahead, pushing Damien into the residence’s

to pause once they reached

harassment for the first time at

was right outside his grandfather’s

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something wrong?” Damien asked with

“No, it’s nothing.”

not dare to tell Damien

and Tristan were the only ones

Tristan had to do was deny it, and

troublemaker and that Damien had lost his mind in siding with

but to stay silent despite what Tristan had done

I have some

words pulled her back

not a single servant

replied, “I’ll get you a glass of water. Please

the villa to get water for

was too vast. It took her some time to find a glass of water. When she

place is

her sweat–covered

of water and sipped before saying indifferently, “Do you regret

immediately shook her head. “No, I don’t regret

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