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.

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

“It wasn’t me!”

had said those things in her

going to let me live

the blanket aside and pinning Cherise beneath him. “Mrs. Lenoir, let me enlighten you. When a normal man hears these

be able to

stalled for a second. “Resist

lips

“Umph!”

Cherise was worn out by Damien before noon, feeling sore all over and with no desire to leave

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in bed listening to the news with

an eyebrow

A bit?

to the bed, but he, who had been doing

Monster!

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

eyebrow as he shifted to a more comfortable position and leaned against the bed. “You’re the lady of the house; you don’t need

head. “No,

give away what had happened. Besides, it

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

grab onto the

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