Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

“If not, then who?”

Yolanda chuckled softly. “Is there another Mrs. Lenoir here?”

Heather looked at Cherise in shock.

Cherise subtly signaled a countermeasure.

Though nervous, Heather smiled at Yolanda, following Cherise’s lead. “Miss, may I ask who you are and your name?”

“What right do you have to accuse me? Damien… since he is my husband, if I want him to wait, he has to wait. If I don’t want him to wait, he doesn’t have to wait. This is a matter between a husband and wife. Who are you to interfere?”

Heather knew Cherise wasn’t skilled in arguing, so she stood up for her friend.

Damien shook his head, crossed his arms, and leaned against the wall, watching the scene with amusement. Occasionally, he even gave Cherise an innocent look.

leisurely sat on a long bench in the corridor, examining her sprained ankle.

Yolanda speechless. Although angry, she felt a sense

as she

years, Cherise still had this assertive

snatching Damien away if she was as beautiful and elegant as her

no right to interfere in your lives. I’m just a

in his heart,

a more exceptional woman. Behaving like this will only

that, Yolanda flirtatiously glanced back at Damien. “Mr. Lenoir, do you

fixed on Cherise’s reddened ankle, seemingly oblivious to Yolanda’s words. When he finally heard her addressing him, he furrowed his brows lightly. and replied, “Hmm,” before

Damien went to attend to the woman next to him.

long as Damien showed concern for other women, it would prove that his relationship. with

looked up and glanced at Heather. “You see, Damien said so. Mrs. Lenoir, you can’t be