Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Chapter 13 I’ll Protect Damien in The Future

“That’s the principle.”

Tristan forcefully restrained himself from mocking Cherise. “If you can obediently come here, take off my clothes, and initiate a kiss with me, perhaps I’ll really lose interest in you.”

A sly expression flickered across Cherise’s face.

But she nodded sincerely. “Alright. I’ll do as you say.”

Tristan couldn’t hold back. He smiled and waved at the men in black restraining her. “Let her go. Let go!”

I want to see how dumb this country bumpkin is!

The people in black let Cherise go after hearing it.

“You’re not going to play any tricks, are you?”

Tristan said with a smile when he saw Cherise lean over.

“There are three of you here. I can’t escape even if I play any tricks.”

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Cherise smiled sincerely as she walked to his side. “We’ve made a deal that I’ll remove your clothes and kiss you.”

“You can’t touch me.”

Tristan pulled her hand. “Kiss me down there, not up here.”

Cherise restrained her nausea and pulled her hand away. She slowly unbuttoned his shirt.

One button. Two buttons.

The girl’s serious side profile was making Tristan burn up.

But he wanted to see Cherise throw herself at him, so he could only forcefully restrain himself.

But she was too slow.

Every time she undid one button, she carefully straightened out the creases on his shirt.

Tristan was impatient.

He wanted to prompt Cherise to hurry up, but he suddenly felt something cold and hard at his heart.

He looked down, and a trace of panic instantly flickered across his eyes.

Because at that moment, Cherise was holding a mini switchblade and pressing it against his chest.

me introduce myself. I’m a medical student majoring

I can

into a

never had a knife pressed against him

to struggle but realized that Cherise had tied his coat into a tight knot when

to struggle. He was

“Cherry…”

a charming smile and started to plead. “In any case, I’m Damien’s cousin. If you lay a finger on me, how would

please.

that

not think of how to explain things to your

was

want to me just

has no real power, and can’t do anything to

looked down at the shiny silver blade on his chest

Cherise’s heart sank violently.

night in Lenoir Residence’s garden appeared in her mind. He was in his wheelchair as he looked up at

time she thought of his lonely

Damien in

took a deep breath and said solemnly, “I’m slightly foolish, and I don’t come from the same

as an excellent

to move the blade in her hands fiercely. “I’ve learned what kind of force and technique I must

Tristan’s figure started trembling,

saw the malice in

cyes.

his clothes off innocently. He never imagined she would look at him with such a gaze in

that she

the future, she would track him down and plunge the knife straight

with good results are frightening…

a deep

to. She had also threatened

Tristan’s subordinates were outside.

Tristan, his subordinates were still

Lucy to threaten her into

would be two unarmed and defenseless girls. They would be no match for Tristan

want to take

couldn’t

notice that the tip of the knife in her hands was

was covered in a

she thinking about how to

was so terrified that his

had been pampered and protected by Wanda and Raymond since he was born. He was already thirty years old but had never suffered any

knife at

‘Crash!‘

room’s door was suddenly

Kolson and Mr. Hampson stood

Hampson was Damien in a

behind Damien. It made him look