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.”

Damien still did not return the phone to Cherise, stating that he wanted her to

thought it made sense.

but she hadn’t accomplished anything

the afternoons, if she still had her phone with her, she

a negative impact on her workflow.

not to ask Damien for her phone and immersed herself in studying a stack of shareholders’

engrossed in her work that by the

it was already

had nothing to do, pulled up a chair and elegantly sat in front of her

peeking at her, Cherise finally looked up from

other stared warmly back at her

intense gaze caused Cherise’s cheeks to blush slightly. “What… what are you doing?” she

beautiful when you’re focused,” Damien replied earnestly. His

compliment her. “I

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

few seconds, she took a deep breath to calm her 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

eight o’clock at

up, grumbling as she packed up. “Why didn’t

“Cherry…”

and Frances pick them