Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Chapter 407

Chapter 407 Table Salt

In Cherise’s memory, every detail from the previous day played out like a vivid scene. She couldn’t help but blush, her face resembling a blazing crimson sunset, yet she nodded with a sweet smile and said, “I could use a little something to eat.”

“I’ll make some pasta for you,” the man offered.

He responded with a warm smile and gracefully made room for her. On the bedside table behind. him sat a plate of bolognese meatball pasta.

Cherise gazed at the dish and then back at Damien. “Did you… make this?”

It was evident that this was his first attempt at preparing a meal for her.

“Yes,” he confirmed.

A sheepish chuckle escaped him. “I gave it a try; it might not be as good as your cooking, but it’s

edible.”

silence. Her eyes widened in disbelief.

me?

of privilege, had never felt the need to enter the kitchen, let alone acquire cooking skills, as

their house had never been without a chef. He was the kind of who never went near

person

up her fork, and took a bite.

some salt; it’s a bit bland,” she

hand to stop her. “Let me do it.” He double-checked,

man rose from his seat and quickly made his way

than a minute, he returned with a bottle of table salt and

her pasta and gave it a stir.

sweetness to the

took a pinch from the small bottle of salt Damien had handed her, and it,

laugh at the irony. Sugar

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a deep breath, she got out of

and placed a hand on her arm. “I’ll go.

were surprising, he seemed particularly helpful today,

deep breath, she gently pushed his hand away. “It’s okay. I can handle

she hurried downstairs,

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