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.

a beet, and she quickly wrapped herself in the blanket.

“It wasn’t me!”

embarrassing! She couldn’t believe she had

isn’t going to let

him. “Mrs. Lenoir, let me enlighten you. When a normal man hears these sounds from his wife in the early

won’t be able to

stalled for

man’s fiery lips

“Umph!”

before noon, feeling sore all over and

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at Damien, who lay in bed listening to the news with a relaxed demeanor,

an eyebrow slightly.

A bit?

but he, who had

Monster!

breath, slipped into her nightgown, and tried to get out of bed. Just as her feet were about

position and leaned against the bed. “You’re the lady of

shook her head. “No, better

to bring her food would give away what had happened. Besides, it felt awkward and

her resolve to get out of bed and manage her meal independently, her sore and, feeble legs almost gave way,

she managed to grab

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