Marrying the Man in the Dark

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.

cleared his throat. “It was only a joke. Damien, I offer to vet your wife out

waist before continuing,

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

Cherise’s face turned pale.

but looked at

he accuse me of having

country bumpkin. You shouldn’t trouble yourself over her,

to get a wife. I’m happy to accept her even if she

She’s likely jinxed, too, since she is married to a cursed man like me. It would be unfortunate if you met with a disaster after talking

were heavily implied with a

Tristan was briefly stunned.

back and turned the other way, not

was better to be safe than sorry regarding

wanted to laugh as he looked at Tristan’s expression. “We will head

of relief and pushed

Tristan, she felt a sudden pain in her butt. It

recklessly rushed ahead, pushing Damien

only dared to pause once they reached a small garden. However, she was still

to experience sexual harassment for the first time at the hands of her

right

Damien asked with

“No, it’s nothing.”

dare to

Tristan were the only ones at

what Tristan did, all Tristan had to do was deny

Lenoir family would think Cherise was a troublemaker and that Damien had lost his mind in siding

to stay silent despite what Tristan had done to

have some

her back

was not a single

and replied, “I’ll get you a glass of water. Please wait for

she entered the villa to get

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

wiped her sweat–covered

the glass of water and sipped

her head. “No,