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.”

sound of Mr. Kolson’s turned engine, Mr. Hampson cautiously approached Damien. “Do I prepare… The medicine for madam?”

raised a brow apathetically.

and you shouldn’t bear a child these few

energy coming from Damien, Mr. Hampson gradually lowered his voice. “Besides, if Mrs. Lenoir were to conceive a child, you would’ve had

reckon the id*ot would be more foolish

Hampson was left

a brief pause, he responded, “Got it, sir.”

1/3

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

truly

how was last

and winked at her. “Did you unleash

cousin. Not only did it

Hohohoho…

was loud, at least loud enough to make everyone in class

instantly blushed to the roots of her

her bag and dashed out

on, give me some details.

bit her lips. “Another word, and I’m getting mad at you.”

angry front could barely cover her excitement.