Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Instinctively, Cherise glanced upward, finding Sebastian’s face already drenched in blood. Despite his young, slender frame, Sebastian seldom exercised. Beckham hoisted him effortlessly as though Sebastian was as light as a feather.

Meanwhile, Damien held onto Cherise, her hand now tainted with Sebastian’s blood. He produced a napkin for her to dab it away, then redirected his gaze. “Father, I’ll escort Cherise out for now.”

Beckham, in the midst of beating Sebastian up, furrowed his brow slightly as he turned around and realized the extent of his violent, gory actions. Recognizing that Cherise was still grappling with amnesia and might not cope well with such a spectacle, he offered Damien a faint smile. “Take her away. I’ll remain here.”

Damien scooped Cherise up as the man’s words trailed off and swiftly exited the room. In the corridor outside, Otto and other men clad in black stood at both sides. Damien kicked the door open and strode out, Cherise cradled in his arms. The men promptly cleared a path for him, bowing slightly as he passed.

Cherise rarely found herself subjected to such scrutiny, causing her discomfort to spike, especially under Otto’s gaze. His smile sent shivers down her spine. “Please, put me down…” She murmured, her lips pressed tightly against Damien’s ear.

Mine are longer, and I walk at a quicker pace.” He had an inkling of Cherise’s thoughts, a playful grin tugging at the corners of his lips. “Being carried by

held merit, she couldn’t help but feel a flush of embarrassment. “Why do you think you’re quicker?” she interjected, her cheeks red. “Also, my legs are

don’t we compare and

We’ll see then!” She nestled against his shoulder, observing their reflections in the mirror as they moved. His legs appeared impossibly long and slender, the fabric of his trousers tapered elegantly at the ankles. Glancing at her legs dangling from his arm, she couldn’t deny that

longer than they are.” She paused, then added, “And don’t assume my legs are short either. This skirt is intentionally designed this way. Once we remove our bottoms, my legs won’t

suppress a chuckle at her words. “So you suggest we remove our bottoms to settle this tonight?”