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 of concern for you. After all, you can only hear her

Cherise’s trim waist before continuing, “I

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

Cherise’s face turned pale.

but looked at

me of having ulterior

bumpkin. You shouldn’t trouble yourself

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

is an orphan. She’s likely jinxed, too, since she is married to a cursed man

words were heavily implied with a

Tristan was briefly stunned.

Cherise could be cursed like Damien, Tristan stepped back and turned the other way, not daring to look at her

it was better to be

at Tristan’s expression. “We

relief and

sudden pain in her butt. It felt

of disgust filled her. She recklessly rushed ahead, pushing

only dared to pause once they reached

sexual harassment for the first time

was right outside

wrong?” Damien asked

“No, it’s nothing.”

did not dare to tell Damien the

was because she, Damien, and Tristan were the only ones at the scene just

if she told Damien what Tristan did, all Tristan had to do

troublemaker and that Damien had lost his

to stay silent

have some

pulled her back to

not a single

get you a glass of water. Please wait

the villa

took her some time to find a glass of water. When she returned, Damien had put

is

her sweat–covered

water and sipped before saying

shook her head.

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