Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Chapter 162

Chapter 162 Dream and Illusion

The dream had lifted Cherise’s spirits and sparked hope, only to crumble into mere

illusion.

Using his finger, Damien raised her chin. “Mrs. Lenoir, was that inappropriate dream you. had there?”

Blushing at the dream memory, Cherise stammered, “N-no!”

“No?” The man chuckled and picked up the voice recorder from the table, pressing the play button.

“No, don’t…”

“Honey, stop kissing me.”

“There’s so much saliva, don’t kiss me…”

“No, I don’t mind your saliva, but stop kissing… I can’t catch my breath…”

The woman’s giggles echoed in the room.

face turned red as a beet, and she quickly wrapped herself in the blanket. “I didn’t say

“It wasn’t me!”

she had said those things in her

going to

pulling the blanket aside and pinning Cherise beneath him. “Mrs. Lenoir, let me enlighten you. When a

won’t be able to

brain stalled for a second. “Resist

lips pressed

“Umph!”

sore all over and with no desire to leave the bed.

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who lay in bed listening to the news with a

raised an eyebrow

A bit?

spent, practically stuck to the bed, but he, who had been doing all the work, claimed to

Monster!

slipped into her nightgown, and tried to get out of bed. Just as her feet were about to hit the floor, Damien suggested, “Why don’t

an eyebrow as he shifted to a more comfortable position and leaned against

her head.

hesitated, concerned that asking Frances to bring her food would give away what had happened. Besides, it felt awkward and impolite to trouble the

and manage her meal independently, her sore and, feeble legs almost gave way, nearly

to grab onto

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