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 are

and Mr. Lenoir had just returned from Lermille before, he spent a

for some reason, Mr. Lenoir didn’t inform yoù; thus, you’ve

pointed to 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.

to the wardrobe filled with clothes that

through every piece of clothing

Cute, playful, sweet…

options colored the dressing room; all seemed ready to dress her up like a delicate

other hand, the clothes that Frances had pointed out to

pieces, exuding a mating, capable, and intellectual

was probably a reason why she had never worn the clothes

Damien wanted to hold her in the palm of his hand; he wanted

wanted to stand on her own-to be an independent woman who self-supported herself without relying on her

the

she had such thoughts before.

heart swelled with warmth seeing the clothes before her; she was truly touched by Damien’s sincerity

white lotus leaf edge dresses from the clothing

around, and her jaw dropped as she

her was no longer the same as

innocent smile, and the way she held the white dress were exactly the same as when she