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.

and she quickly wrapped

“It wasn’t me!”

had said those things in

going to

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

be

brain stalled for a

lips pressed against hers.

“Umph!”

by Damien before noon, feeling sore all over and with no desire to leave the bed. And she was

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

raised an eyebrow

A bit?

to the bed, but he, who had been doing all the work, claimed to be only ‘a bit’

Monster!

breath, slipped into her nightgown, and tried to get out of bed. Just as her feet were about to hit the floor, Damien suggested, “Why

raised an eyebrow as he shifted to a more comfortable position and leaned against the bed. “You’re the lady of the house; you

head.

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

meal independently,

she managed to grab onto the bed’s

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