Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

In reality, after the interactions throughout the day, he felt that it wouldn’t be a bad thing if Cherise continued to live in blissful ignorance.

They could start anew, and she wouldn’t have to bear the weight of so many painful memories.

Isn’t it nice when you forget things sometimes? Like, it’s almost like a little bit of happiness, right? He thought to himself, casting his downwards.

“Of course, I truly wish to recall the things from before,” Cherise’s clear voice interrupted Damien’s thoughts. She pursed her lips, looking somewhat aggrieved as she gazed at him. “Everyone has a past filled with memories, but I have none. I don’t even know where I come from, what my parents’ names are, or if they are still alive.

“Regarding my situation, I have to take your words as truth. I have no memories, so I have no way to confirm or deny.”

After speaking, she took a deep breath and gazed at Damien with seriousness and solemnity. “I truly wish to remember. I want to know what my past was like, what kind of person I used to be, and…”

Cherise closed her eyes and added softly, “I want to understand why I was covered in blood that day and returned in the pouring rain without a word.

“I want to know who the villain in my hazy memories is and what connection he has to me…”

turned thin as he narrowed his eyes. “You mentioned there

there is such

disrespectful things to me, and it seems like he also intends to do inappropriate things

as she tried hard to recall the

more she tried, the more she

like there was a barrier in her mind preventing her from recollecting those

her headache

That faceless person has been pressuring me at every turn. As for what

hurriedly interjected them. “Madam, do you

“Mr. Hampson!”

Damien’s low voice. With a hardened edge, he rebuked,

took a step back. “I apologize, sir. I’m just concerned about the

shards in his gaze enough to plunge one