Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 8

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 concern for you. After all, you can

landed on Cherise’s trim waist before continuing, “I can see everything about

“That’s why it’s best that you allow me to examine

Cherise’s face turned pale.

sincerely concerned but looked at Damien with

dare he accuse me of

bumpkin. You shouldn’t trouble yourself over her,

get a wife.

and said, “Cherise is an orphan. She’s likely jinxed, too, since she is married to a cursed man like me. It would

words were heavily

Tristan was briefly stunned.

cursed like Damien, Tristan stepped back and turned the

usually superstitious, but it was better to

wanted to laugh as he looked at Tristan’s

sigh of relief and pushed the wheelchair through the

a sudden pain in her butt. It felt like

recklessly rushed

they reached

for the first time

was right

something wrong?” Damien asked

“No, it’s nothing.”

did not dare to tell Damien

were

Tristan had to do was deny

think Cherise was a troublemaker and that Damien had lost his mind in

had no choice but to stay silent despite what Tristan

have some

words pulled her back to

a single servant in the

replied, “I’ll get you a

she entered the villa

to find a glass of water. When

is

wiped her sweat–covered

and sipped

her head. “No, I don’t regret

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