Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

So… Such was the perception others held of her–flirtatious, seductive, feigning innocence, and repulsive.

Confronted with these unfounded allegations, Cherise harbored no anger, merely finding them absurd.

The time for wrath had passed when she had already elucidated the situation with Sebastian to Damien.

Now, confronted with these accusations, she couldn’t help but find them bemusing.

There were too many who blindly trailed the crowd, too many who propagated rumors.

What mattered to these individuals, who had never even crossed paths with her, about her relationship with Damien, lifestyle, or character?

With a deep breath, she cast the magazine aside and turned her gaze, only to find Blake fixedly staring in a particular direction.

She furrowed her brow, trailing his gaze–towards a young female student.

Innocent and charming, adorned with large glasses and double ponytails, she emitted a cute and pure aura.

With brisk steps, she approached the desk diagonally across from them, deftly retrieving a thermos from her backpack and rising to pour water.

From Cherise and Blake’s vantage point, they could admire her lovely profile.

Cherise, silently observing her, his

visiting was

she found herself dragged by an enamored teenager to see the object of

completed pouring water and made her way over, striding towards Blake.

been busy lately? I haven’t

blushed and attempted to reply but his nomies hetraved

an injury a few days ago and

her brows. “You were injured? Are you feeling

blush deepened, his words stumbling, “It’s

as you’re

candy from her pocket and placed it before Blake, her lips forming a

there were seven or

diligently saving a sweet

sparked a tinge of jealousy in Cherise.

you… his girlfriend?”

moment, the young woman beside her interjected. “He’s never brought you here

You…