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 all yours.”

Lermille before, he spent a whole afternoon in the office picking out these clothes for you.”

for some reason, Mr. Lenoir didn’t inform yoù; thus, you’ve never worn them.”

room. “These are the ones you have been wearing recently. If you don’t like the ones Mr. Lenoir picked, you can wear

to

piece of clothing that Damien

Cute, playful, sweet…

colored the dressing room; all seemed ready to dress her

pointed out to her were the

exuding a mating, capable,

through the clothes, an understanding seeped within her. There was probably a reason why she had never worn the

his hand; he wanted to take good

to stand on her own-to be

the

why she had such thoughts before.

her; she

took a deep breath, picked out a set of pure and playful white lotus leaf edge dresses from the clothing rail,

turned around, and her jaw dropped as she gawked at

front of her was no longer the same as

way she held the white dress were exactly the same as when she first