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.

I’m a medical student majoring

was slightly cold. “I had full marks in each subject, so I can guarantee that when I pierce it

into a cold

pressed against him like that in his

gritted his teeth and wanted to struggle but realized that Cherise had tied his coat into a tight knot when he wasn’t

even have the chance to struggle. He was helpless

“Cherry…”

I’m Damien’s cousin. If you lay a finger on me, how would you explain

down, please.

you know that I’m

how to explain things to your family when you were doing these

complexion was deathly

can do whatever you want to me just

real power, and can’t do anything

silver blade

Cherise’s heart sank violently.

Residence’s garden appeared in her mind. He was in his wheelchair as he

thought of his lonely voice,

protect Damien

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

regard myself as an excellent

in her hands fiercely. “I’ve learned what kind of force and technique

Tristan’s figure started trembling,

the malice in

cyes.

innocently. He never imagined she would look at him with such a

that

that he thought if he ever infuriated Damien again in the future, she would track

students with good results

took a

said what she needed to. She had also threatened and scared Tristan. How should

Tristan’s subordinates were outside.

if she could restrain Tristan, his

to threaten

and Lucy would be two unarmed and defenseless girls. They would be no match

want

couldn’t

Cherise pondered, she didn’t notice that the tip of

in a

thinking about how to stab the knife into my heart?

terrified that his legs

since he was born. He was already thirty years old

a knife at his heart, he

‘Crash!‘

door

Mr. Hampson

was

behind Damien. It