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.

throat. “It was only a joke. Damien, I offer to vet your

trim waist before continuing, “I

it’s best that

Cherise’s face turned pale.

but looked at Damien with

accuse me of

is only a country bumpkin. You shouldn’t trouble

not easy for me to get a wife. I’m happy

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

words were heavily implied

Tristan was briefly stunned.

Tristan stepped back and turned the other way, not daring to look at her

it was better to be safe than sorry regarding

he looked at Tristan’s expression. “We

breathed a sigh of relief and pushed the wheelchair

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

recklessly rushed ahead, pushing Damien into

reached a small

to experience sexual harassment for the first time

was right

something wrong?” Damien

“No, it’s nothing.”

not dare to tell

were the only ones at the scene just

told Damien what Tristan did, all Tristan had to

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

choice but to stay silent despite what Tristan

have

words pulled her back

not a single servant in

replied, “I’ll get you a

the villa to get water for

to find a glass of water. When she

is

her

accepted the glass of water and sipped before saying indifferently, “Do you regret

head.

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