Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Chapter 505 To Attend Their Wedding or Not?

Tristan lingered at the doorway, his gaze trailing Cherise and Damien as they vanished. A frosty sneer formed on his lips, “Fu king imbeciles.”

With that, he turned his attention to the invitation lying forgotten on the ground. He stooped to retrieve it, scanning its contents. “Well, well, they’re getting hitched?”

Tristan scoffed as he carried the two invitations back home, presenting them to Raymond, who was leisurely sipping tea on the sofa. “Hey, Dad, Damien and Cherise are planning a wedding.

“I’m aware, Raymond replied, reclining on the sofa, his eyes closed, a hint of frostiness on his lips. “Given the commotion he’s causing, who in Adania isn’t aware they’re planning another wedding?”

He reached out to take the invitation, examining the names listed. “Well, well, Cherise, also known as Charlotte Tanner?”

“Since the Tanner family has publicly acknowledged her as one of their own, it implies… she is that man’s daughter.”

Raymond narrowed his eyes, a cold smile playing on his lips. “Hold onto these two invitations.”

Tristan’s one remaining eye widened in disbelief as he exclaimed, “You’re seriously thinking about going?”

He had only brought the invitations back to poke fun at them with his father. He never expected Raymond to think about attending their wedding!

Raymond’s decision to attend Damien and Cherise’s wedding seemed utterly absurd to Tristan. How could his father be so foolish even to contemplate it? Anyone with common sense would know it was a colossal blunder.

As if sensing Tristan’s bewilderment, Raymond rolled his eyes in exasperation and gave Tristan a swat on the head. “Honestly, Tristan, you’re not exactly the brightest bulb in the chandelier, are you?”

“If you had a smidgen of intelligence, even if not an abundance of it, as long as you were as sharp as Damien, I wouldn’t have to keep everything from you.”

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with a sneer, tapping his finger against the coffee table. “Tristan, you may not be aware, and in fact, many people are

Tristan remained puzzled. “Mendoza?”

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