Chapter 7 Your Wife Is Gorgeous

Damien kissed Cherise’s lips before she could figure out her explanation.

He kept a firm grip on her arms and locked her securely in his embrace, kissing her without restraint.

Furthermore, his stern and domineering presence assailed her, making her feel light–headed.

Whenever he kissed her, it felt like he sucked away a part of her soul.

Then, he let her go and laughed deviously. “Mrs. Lenoir, was that

Her heart thumped rapidly, and she was unable to calm down.

She struggled and broke free of his embrace, only for him to trap her in his arms again.

They were dangerously close. There was hardly any space between them.

Cherise continued struggling, but Damien maintained a firm hold on her.

It went on for some time until Cherise ran out of energy.

She pursed her lips. “Why are you so strong…”

Before they got married, Old Mr. Lenoir kept reminding Cherise that Damien was weak and sickly and that she should take good care of him.

Therefore, she thought Damien was ill like her grandmother.

However, she looked down and saw his big hands grabbing her slim waist.

She had always had pride in her strength and health, yet she stood no chance against the ‘sickly‘ Damien.

Cherise pouted unhappily, causing her cheeks to puff up adorably.

Damien smiled and moved her to a more comfortable position. He placed her on his lap and said, “I can’t see, but I’m completely healthy otherwise.”

Then, he smirked deviously and moved his lips close to her ears. His gruff but magnetic voice stimulated her eardrums. “I’m also healthy down there. Do you with to test it out, Mrs. Lenoir?”

Cherise’s heart nearly leaped out of her chest.

Her face flushed and felt hot as she shook her head profusely. “No, no! I don’t want it!”

Damien felt the urge to tease her. He held her earlobe between his lips. “Are you sure? Didn’t you say you will… give me a child?”

“I… I will provide you with a child, but… not now!”

by Damien’s words that

figure out what Damien was thinking and feared he would want to

mean, we…

speak but stared at her

His gaze frightened Cherise.

like he

she looked at him with eyes filled

and asked calmly, “Are you

“Yes…”

verge of crying. “You’re my husband,

in the

a conservative person

could never do something so

can ask

about people getting into accidents while being intimate in

it in our bed.. or if you don’t like

in amusement. “But weren’t you

“No, I wasn’t!”

took the wrong medicines. Those weren’t for

they for me?

smiled. “In that case, Mrs. Lenoir… who are

Cherise was rendered speechless.

explanation worsened

up with a nonsensical explanation. “They are for my friend, Lucy. Her boyfriend has all kinds of sexual dysfunctions, so she went to the hospital to get medicines

She can’t blame me

while mumbling nonsense

arm gently and tugged them. “I honestly took the wrong medicines. Why would I suspect my husband to have sexual

was

the same time,

said indifferently, “You have half

detected a hint

angry with me

his lap immediately

step and suddenly recalled something. She

Lenoir, what we were doing in

because you

to say

running away in embarrassment, Damien rested his hands behind

for ten minutes before finding something they could agree on. They decided on a lady–like light pink dress for

on the dress, Frances carefully did Cherise’s makeup to match the style

yesterday’s wedding, Cherise had never worn such a beautiful dress

in the mirror and saw she was beautiful as a

said, “Mrs. Lenoir, the half an hour is nearly

grabbed her purse before stepping out in seven.

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