Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Chapter 212 I Don’t Need Special Treatment

Damien was very different from how he used to be.

Cherise looked at him, entranced. In the past, she had never noticed this energetic side of the man who was always in a wheelchair. Could it be that she was the reason for his change?

Cherise shook her head, abruptly interrupting her train of thought. What had she been thinking? Even the truth about Damien’s eyes was uncovered by her, with Damien merely acknowledging. her discovery. How could she be so naive as to assume she was the cause of his transformation?

With these musings, a sensation of loss swelled within her heart, like ink saturating paper. It weighed on her until Lucy tugged at her arm and said, “Let’s go!”

reality; it was time

short stature, her starting position was toward the rear, and she happened

the students who went before her, visibly fatigued and sweating, Cherise felt

starting line, Lucy clenched her fist

outer layer, revealing at white T-shirt identical to hers. With a sun hat, stopwatch hanging around his neck, and the attendance roster in hand, he emitted a youthful vibe, more like a fellow student helping out than a teacher conducting an

Cherise’s heart quickened.

her gaze, Damien smiled gently

refocused her attention and fixed her gaze ahead. With the whistle’s shrill

strangely, just halfway around the track, the girls’ pace in front of Cherise began to dwindle. Although Cherise maintained her initial speed,

to inertia, Cherise found herself sprawled on the ground.

spared a painful collision, her knee took the brunt of the fall, slamming onto the rubber track with an agonizing

hand and

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