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.

I offer to vet your wife out of

on Cherise’s trim waist before

Cherie with unconcealed desire. “That’s why it’s best that you allow me to examine

Cherise’s face turned pale.

looked at Damien with disdain and

me of having ulterior

a country bumpkin. You shouldn’t trouble yourself

me to get a wife. I’m happy to accept her

since she is married to a cursed man like me. It would be unfortunate if you met with a disaster after

words were heavily

Tristan was briefly stunned.

could be cursed like Damien, Tristan stepped back and turned the

it was better to be safe than sorry

at Tristan’s expression. “We will head in

sigh of relief and pushed the wheelchair

she felt a sudden pain in her

her. She recklessly

pause once they reached a small garden. However,

to experience sexual harassment for the first

right outside

wrong?” Damien

“No, it’s nothing.”

did not dare to

and Tristan were the only ones at the scene

Damien what Tristan did, all Tristan had to do was deny

family would think Cherise was a troublemaker and that Damien had lost

had no choice but to stay silent

I have some

pulled her

a single servant in the

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

she entered the villa to

vast. It took her some time to find a glass of

place is too

her sweat–covered

water and sipped before saying indifferently, “Do you regret

shook her head. “No, I

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