Chapter 8 Don’t Concern Yourself About It

Tristan’s gaze made Cherise uncomfortable.

She took a deep breath and smiled politely at Tristan before pushing Damien in his wheelchair toward the house.

However, Tristan extended his arm and blocked her way as she tried to walk past him.

“Why are you so anxious to go in? Are you afraid to talk to me?”

He crossed his arms and looked at Damien with disgust and contempt. In contrast, his voice was kind, with a hint of concern. “Damien, your wife keeps avoiding me. I think she has an ulterior motive for marrying you.”

He briefly glanced at Cherise’s chest with leering eyes.

Cherise frowned and instinctively turned away.

But that only made him leer at her more daringly. His lips curved into an arrogant smirk. “Damien, Grandpa is old and might be unable to see through the tricks of young women like her. On the other hand, I have vast experience. What about this? I’ll talk to your wife privately and assess her character for you!”

Cherise tightened her grip on Damien’s wheelchair.

Although she was an orphan from the countryside, her uncle and his wife were generous to her. Thus, she grew up well and developed beautiful curves.

Although several male students ogled her body at school, she was not afraid because Lucy protected her.

However, Cherise was now in Lenoir Residence, Tristan’s territory.

Furthermore, Damien was blind and could not see how Tristan looked at her. He would also not know what Tristan would do to her if he were to permit Tristan to talk to her in private.

Cherise could not rebuff Tristan because he had not done anything out of bounds.

She bit her lip, praying that Damien would not agree to Tristan’s unreasonable request.

Damien sensed Cherise’s hands trembling behind him.

Even with the black ribbon over his eyes, he could see Tristan’s leering expression illuminated by the street lamp.

Thus, he pursed his lips and replied indifferently. “This is the first time you have shown so much concern for me after all these years. I remember when my previous fiancée died in a car accident, you said, ‘Who cares. She’s better off dead than marrying a cursed man.“”

Tristan’s expression darkened.

was only a joke. Damien, I offer to vet your wife out of concern for you. After all, you can only hear her

trim waist before continuing, “I can see

looked at Cherie with unconcealed desire. “That’s why it’s best that

Cherise’s face turned pale.

sounded sincerely concerned but looked

me of having

is only a country bumpkin. You shouldn’t trouble

to get a wife. I’m happy to accept

laughed and said, “Cherise is an orphan. She’s likely jinxed, too, since she is married to a cursed

heavily implied with a

Tristan was briefly stunned.

that Cherise could be cursed like Damien, Tristan stepped back and turned the other way,

better

laugh as he looked at Tristan’s

sigh of relief and pushed the

felt a sudden pain in her butt. It felt

wave of disgust filled her. She recklessly

to pause once they reached

to experience sexual harassment for the first

right outside his

wrong?” Damien

“No, it’s nothing.”

did not dare to tell Damien

she, Damien, and Tristan were the only ones at the

Tristan did, all Tristan had to do

the Lenoir family would think Cherise was a troublemaker and that Damien had

but to stay

I have some

pulled her back

was not a single servant in the

pursed her lips and replied, “I’ll get you

she entered the villa to get water for

Lenoir Residence was too vast. It took her some time to find a glass of water. When she returned, Damien had put down a phone for

is too

her sweat–covered

and sipped before saying indifferently, “Do you

immediately shook her head.

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