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.”

engine, Mr. Hampson cautiously approached Damien. “Do I

a brow apathetically. “What medicine?”

you shouldn’t bear a child these

a threatening energy coming from Damien, Mr. Hampson gradually lowered his voice. “Besides, if Mrs. Lenoir were to conceive a child,

id*ot would be more foolish when she gets pregnant?”

was left with no words.

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

1/3

a sigh of relief after finishing what

Lenoir truly is Mr.

how was last night?”

winked at her. “Did you unleash your blind and hot husband’s inner

Lucy’s cousin. Not only did it help

Hohohoho…

at least loud enough to make everyone

instantly blushed to the roots of her

bag and dashed out of the classroom.

“Come on, give me some details. I’m eager to

“Another word, and I’m getting

angry front could barely cover her excitement.