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.

quickly wrapped herself in the blanket. “I didn’t say

“It wasn’t me!”

had said those things in

no, Damien isn’t going to let me live

let me enlighten you. When a normal man hears these

be

for a second.

fiery lips pressed

“Umph!”

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

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

eyebrow

A bit?

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

Monster!

tried 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 food

as he shifted to a more comfortable position and leaned against the bed. “You’re the lady of the

head. “No,

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

bed and manage her meal independently, her

grab onto

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