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?”

nodded, “Yes, these are

Lenoir had just returned from Lermille before, he spent a whole afternoon

Lenoir didn’t inform yoù; thus, you’ve never

you have been wearing recently. If you don’t like the ones Mr. Lenoir picked,

door for a long time and finally walked slowly to

of clothing that

Cute, playful, sweet…

room; all seemed ready to dress her up like a delicate little

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

formal and classic pieces, exuding a mating, capable,

a reason why she

assume that Damien wanted to hold her in the palm of his hand; he wanted to take good care of

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

that was the old Cherise.

why she had

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

set of pure and playful white lotus leaf edge dresses from the clothing rail, and compared each of them against her body. “Does this look good?”

dropped as she gawked at Cherise.

in front of her was no longer the same as

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