Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Gwenn’s inner fire crackled. “What the hell! Is she blind or something? My body is a symphony of seduction, the kind that takes men’s breath away. But in Cherise’s eyes, this little viper, I’m suddenly ‘fat,’ ‘plump’? Like some middle-aged frump?”

“So, this is your sister,” Priscilla said, curling her lips into a cold smirk. Her gaze was icy as she studied Gwenn for a moment, then she laughed. “This pretend niece, why not say hello to your Aunt Priscilla?”

Priscilla had previously heard about Gwenn from Damien.

When Damien found Priscilla, he informed her that one of the main reasons Cherisa didn’t return to the Tanner family after Charisa’s death was because of Gwenn.

Firstly, Gwenn and Cherise had always been at odds, so she didn’t want to share a roof with Gwenn.

Beckham treated Gwenn, his adopted daughter, as equally important as Cherise, his biological daughter. She didn’t want to stay in the Tanner family

furrowed with

Beckham, who had acknowledged Cherise as his own, would let such minor issues

lingering resentment had cast a long shadow, poisoning her perception of Gwenn even before they had met. Now, face-to-face, Priscilla

“Look, you’re Cherise’s aunt, not mine. I’m just Dad’s adopted child.

countered, her eyes glinting with a challenge. “Beckham is my sister’s husband, and his children are obligated to address me properly, whether adopted

elders. If you

at Priscilla’s barb. She was about to unleash a retort when Beckham’s voice

wanted to argue, but the stern glint in Beckham’s eyes stopped her cold. He rarely looked at her like that, and it was

was thin.

Cherise. “Isn’t your sister a ray of sunshine? But why did Damien say she