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.

beet, and she quickly

“It wasn’t me!”

had said those things in her

to let me live this

smiled, gently pulling the blanket aside and pinning Cherise beneath him. “Mrs. Lenoir, let me enlighten you. When a normal man hears these sounds from his wife

won’t be

brain stalled for

lips pressed against hers. “You’ll

“Umph!”

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

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an eyebrow slightly.

A bit?

rolled her eyes. She was physically spent, practically stuck to the bed, but he, who had been doing all the work,

Monster!

to get out of bed. Just as her feet were about to hit the floor, Damien suggested, “Why don’t you ask Frances to bring your

against the bed.

her head.

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

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

managed to grab

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