Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Cherise looked at him/quizzically, “Who is the guest?”

“Is it a relative or friend of yours, or is it mine? Or your client? Should I avoid them?”

“No need.”

Damien held her in his arms; then he gently planted a kiss on her cheek. “It’s just someone who came to ask me for a favor.”

“However.”

The man looked her up and down in her pajamas. “The other party is a bit older, so out of courtesy, it’s better for you to change into something more formal”

Cherise nodded and quickly got up to go upstairs. “I’ll go change my clothes!”

“Madam, this way.”

Just as Cherise went upstairs, Frances warmly led her to the dressing room.

Inside the dressing room, Cherise looked around.

She gazed at the women’s clothes in several large wardrobes, “Are these… all mine?”

and nodded, “Yes, these

just returned from Lermille before, he spent a whole afternoon in the office picking out

reason, Mr. Lenoir didn’t inform yoù; thus,

the wardrobe at the outermost part of the dressing room. “These are the ones you have been wearing recently. If you don’t like the ones Mr. Lenoir picked, you can

long time and finally walked slowly to the wardrobe filled with clothes that Damien had picked

woman carefully flipped through every piece of clothing that Damien had chosen for

Cute, playful, sweet…

room; all seemed ready to dress her up

hand, the clothes that Frances had pointed out to her were the ones she used

and classic pieces, exuding a mating, capable, and intellectual charm.

probably a reason why she had never worn the

of his hand; he wanted to take good care of her and pamper her for life.

own-to be an independent

the old

she had such

with warmth seeing the clothes before her; she was

pure and playful white lotus leaf edge dresses from the

her jaw dropped as she gawked

of her was no longer the same as

innocent smile, and the way she held the white dress were exactly the same as when she first saw Cherise five