Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Chapter 113 Ahem, Ahem

“I’m done!”

The youthful adolescent put his cutlery down and sighed in satisfaction. He got up and wanted to go upstairs.

Damien’s hand froze slightly as he held his cutlery. “Are you going upstairs to see Cherise?”

Blake pondered. “Mm!”

Cherise had promised to watch an animation with him today!

“Hold on.”

The man wrinkled his brows and glanced at Mr. Hampson at the side.

Mr. Hampson understood intuitively and instructed Blake. “Mr. Blake, remember not to give Mrs. Lenoir anything to eat or drink when you go upstairs.”

“Ahem, ahem.”

The man coughed lightly with tightly furrowed brows.

Mr. Hampson grew more fearful. “Mm. Remember not to give Mrs. Lenoir anything to eat. or drink at all.”

Damien was dumbstruck.

Blake nodded in confusion. “I understand!”

the young boy went upstairs hastily, leaving them with a navy blue blur

coldly at Mr. Hampson in the dining room through

Mr. Hampson felt uneasy.

in a good mood even through the

fear. I didn’t do anything

himself and asked guiltily, “Do you have

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say anything. He still stared at Mr. Hampson with an

the food not suited to

Damien didn’t say anything.

full?

Damien kept quiet.

Mr. Hampson was dumbfounded.

on his

Damien’s side for so long and rarely saw such an icy attitude from him. How had

anything for more than

suddenly saw the light. “I

eat or drink according to your wishes. According to our ordinary digestion system, if she doesn’t eat anything

that gradually grew icier, Mr. Hampson tried hard to finish speaking. “When that time comes, Mrs. Lenoir will take the initiative to

straight at

at you and hinting at you to tell Blake to

reminded Blake not

hands on the table fiercely. The bottom of the glass started to crack. “You want her

don’t you ask your wife not to eat or drink for

Mr. Hampson was flabbergasted.