Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Chapter 84 The Birthday Boy

At eight o’clock in the evening.

The servants had dispersed inside the villa as per Cherise’s request, leaving behind only a few bodyguards.

Dressed in a white lace princess dress, Cherise drew a deep breath before knocking gently on Damien’s study door.

The room was cloaked in darkness, with moonlight seeping through the windows, creating a subtly chilly ambiance.

In the study, Damien was stretched out in his wheelchair. His eyes were covered with black silk, making it impossible for Cherise to determine whether he was awake or asleep. She gently turned on the lights and approached, calling out, “Hey, hubby?”

The man furrowed slightly.

Damien had spent the entire afternoon poring over reports from five European consortia, and his weariness had finally caught up with him as he drifted off in his wheelchair.

Thirteen years ago, on this very day, his sister, whom he dearly loved, had tragically perished in a fiery blaze.

This heartbreaking incident compelled him to push himself to the limits, endure humiliation, and carry weighty responsibilities.

consortia and companies, he established the

a constant reminder to himself. To never slack

brought frequent good news from Europe, drawing him closer

voice

Damien opened his eyes.

before him, dressed in a white princess dress. Her fair, almost ethereal skin glowed under the soft lamplight. A hint of surprise flashed in

Cherise looked beautiful

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her demure. Unless you knew,

awake?” Cherise asked,

for dinner. Should I wheel you

Damien nodded faintly. “Sure.”

was not in a good mood from his indifferent

the afternoon, the servants were all moving around. on tiptoe, behaving like skittish

guided him out of the study

dark, but the table was adorned with several

Frances and Mr.

a candlelit dinner like that. Before this, she had only seen