Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Some thank you cards featured cartoonish-drawn images of the two of them.

The children’s drawings were very childlike: simple but also messy.

But Cherise clearly saw images of herself and Damien.

One was taller; the other one was shorter. Both were standing together with a big smile plastered on their faces.

A warm feeling surged in Cherise’s heart. The children’s innocent and well-meaning gesture thoroughly moved her.

It turned out that she and Damien had engaged in such activities in the past.

They visited the orphanage home to see these children and brought warmth and food to them.

Taking a deep breath, Cherise silently opened the video in the email.

The videos showcased past performances by the former children who lived in the orphanage.

There was a little boy who always appeared unwilling grim, and unresponsive every time he went on stage.

The little boy was cute, but Cherise sensed that he was trying to be more mature than he really was.

Very much like Soren.

As the video went on longer, Cherise felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity with the little boy but couldn’t remember where she had seen him before.

and couldn’t even remember

there was a gut instinct within her that

tablet and ran to

at something on

he was holding.

“Look!”

and pointed to the little

let out a sigh, then he squinted his eyes at the tablet and shook his head. “I don’t remember you knowing such

and pinched her face. “Where did you find this video? I can help you him.”

to me by Mrs. Lydia from the

steely glance. “I seem to have promised Mrs. Lydia before that I would

Lydia just called me and asked if we could make it.”

“You agreed?”

“Yeah.”

held her sleeves tightly and added, “Although I don’t remember agreeing with her, I still made promise to her before that I’d be going.”

should be kept.”

know if you have time or if you want to

want to go…

not

narrowed his eyes and asked in

“Why?”

her wide eyes staring back at him.