Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Cherise had just taken a step when a resounding crash followed. Her exquisite makeup made intimate contact with the carpet.

‘Hiss!’

As she began to struggle, a pair of large hands gently pulled her up.

“Be careful.” Damien helped her up and examined her reddened ankle. “Can you still walk?”

Cherise gritted her teeth and stubbornly took a step. “Ouch…”

Damien chuckled helplessly, squatting down to remove her high heels. “You shouldn’t wear these high heels when you’re not used to them. The children and I will be sad if you get hurt.”

Cherise blushed with embarrassment. “I thought…” *

She had noticed that the female employees in his company all wore stilettos like these, and she thought that wearing stilettos might make her look more professional.

However, she did not expect to be so clumsy and sprained her foot before leaving the house.

“Don’t go to work today.” Damien lifted her. “You should rest at home first.”

her lips. “But what

it myself for

let you do that!” Cherise pouted. She

his head helplessly. He immediately carried her back to the

he fetched a first aid kit, delicately applied ointment, and pasted a

onto the bed and turned around to leave.

over to him with her uninjured foot. “I work with my brain and hands, not my feet!

could start working a day earlier, she could help him sooner, and he would not be so exhausted.

gaze on her. “Are you sure?”

She nodded vigorously. “Without a doubt!”

get Cherise a pair of slippers

“Are…are you planning to carry me to the

course. Should I let you

at the Lenoir Group

by myself It’s only a sprain. I just