Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 62 A Different Breed

Damien chuckled indifferently. “Good idea.”

“Cool!”

Cherise laughed shyly and went upstairs to pack her bag.

Not long after, she skipped down the stairs, put on her shoes in the mudroom, waved him. goodbye with a bright smile, turned around, and a sudden realization struck. upon her.

He is blind…

He doesn’t know that I am waving at him.

So, she clumsily removed her shoes and scurried towards Damien, stopped by his wheelchair, and bent forward to place a kiss on his cheek.

“Darling, I’ve gotta run!”

She bolted away with red hot cheeks, heart thumping rapidly.

Sitting in the wheelchair, Damien watched her as she left, subconsciously rubbing his cheek where he had just been kissed.

“Id”ot,” he smiled.

“Sir.”

Kolson’s turned engine, Mr. Hampson cautiously approached Damien. “Do I prepare… The

brow apathetically.

a little young of age, and you shouldn’t

Mr. Hampson gradually lowered his voice. “Besides, if Mrs. Lenoir were to conceive a

you reckon the id*ot would be more

was left with

pause, he responded, “Got it, sir.”

1/3

Hampson heaved a sigh of relief after finishing what he had to say.

seems like Mrs. Lenoir truly is

was last

walked up to Cherise with a mischievous look and winked at her. “Did you unleash your blind and hot husband’s inner beast

by Lucy’s cousin. Not

Hohohoho…

enough to make everyone in class turn their

the roots of her

bag and dashed out of

after her with a playful yet sly look. “Come on, give me some details. I’m eager to hear some deets!”

“Another word, and I’m getting mad at

barely cover