Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

These were the media outlets that Heather had shown Cherise earlier, featuring those fake news articles.

Within an instant, every trending topic on Twitter was related to the news.

Everyone could not believe their eyes.

It is worth noting that Damien rarely ever made a statement or post using his personal account.

And even when he did, it was very formal and procedural.

His last Twitter post was a New Year’s greeting from last year, and the one before that was a New Year’s greeting from the year before.

The man who only posts ‘Happy New Year’ on Twitter every year actually wrote such a lengthy post today for Cherise!?

The various media outlets mentioned by Mr. Hampson started apologizing under the Twitter post. They came in one after the other, and an endless string of notifications popped up.

‘Mr. Lenoir, the news from our newspaper today was written by a temporary worker. Please forgive us for our inexperience. We will delete it immediately!’

‘Mr. Lenoir, our reporter’s information was incorrect. We deeply apologize for causing trouble to your wife!’

‘Mr. Lenoir, if there is anything we can do to compensate Mrs. Lenoir, we will do our utmost to make amends!’

After eating his meal, Damien rechecked his Twitter account again and noticed that some of the reporters mentioned the word “compensation” in their tweets.

The corner of his lips crooked up as he made another post: ‘My wife enjoys eating drumsticks.”

to Cherise, stating that he wanted her to concentrate on

thought it made sense.

but she hadn’t accomplished anything

she still had her phone with her, she would inevitably be distracted by texting Heather

with her had a negative

up her mind not to ask Damien for her phone and immersed herself in studying

utterly engrossed in her work that by the time she finished organizing

her hand, it was

up a chair and elegantly sat in front

at her, Cherise finally looked up from the stack of

stared warmly back

slightly.

you’re focused,” Damien replied

beloved, Damien never hesitated to compliment her. “I truly married a

Cherise’s cheeks deepened; she gulped involuntarily as the weight of his words settled within

beating heart, and then she gave him a look as if trying to reprimand him for teasing her. She took a quick glance at the sky outside and noticed that it had turned

o’clock

quickly stood up, grumbling as she packed up. “Why didn’t you call me earlier?

“Cherry…”

had Mr. Hampson and Frances pick them up.”