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?”

smiled and nodded, “Yes, these

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

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

ones you have been wearing recently. If you don’t like the

at the door for a long time and finally walked slowly to the wardrobe filled with clothes that Damien had picked out

of clothing that Damien had

Cute, playful, sweet…

room; all seemed ready to dress

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

classic pieces, exuding a mating, capable, and

within her. There was probably a reason why she had

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

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

was the old

know why she

she was truly touched by Damien’s sincerity and deep

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

turned around, and her jaw dropped as she gawked

was no longer the

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