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.

red as a beet, and she quickly wrapped herself in the blanket. “I didn’t

“It wasn’t me!”

embarrassing! She couldn’t believe she had said those

isn’t going to

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

be

stalled for a

fiery lips pressed against hers. “You’ll

“Umph!”

feeling sore all over and with no desire to leave

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to the news with

eyebrow slightly.

A bit?

to the bed, but he, who had been doing all the work,

Monster!

into her nightgown, and tried to get out of bed. Just as her feet were about

a more comfortable position and leaned against the bed. “You’re the lady of the house; you don’t need to handle everything

shook her head. “No,

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

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

grab onto

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