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 herself in the blanket. “I didn’t say

“It wasn’t me!”

She couldn’t believe she had

no, Damien isn’t going to let me live

let me enlighten you. When a normal man hears these sounds from his wife in

won’t be

stalled for a

fiery lips pressed against hers. “You’ll find

“Umph!”

by Damien before noon, feeling sore all over and with no desire to leave

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lay in bed listening to the

eyebrow

A bit?

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

Monster!

get out of bed. Just as her feet were about to hit the floor, Damien

and leaned against the bed. “You’re the lady of the house; you don’t need to

head. “No,

her food would give away what had

with her resolve to get out of bed and manage her meal independently, her sore

managed to grab

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