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.”

Hampson cautiously approached Damien. “Do I prepare…

brow apathetically. “What medicine?”

a little young of age, and you shouldn’t bear a child these few years…

energy coming from Damien, Mr. Hampson gradually lowered his voice. “Besides, if Mrs. Lenoir

reckon the id*ot would be more foolish when she

Hampson was left with no words.

he responded,

1/3

sigh of relief after finishing what he had to

Lenoir truly is Mr. Lenoir’s

how was

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

drug was a special blend by Lucy’s cousin. Not only did it help with

Hohohoho…

least loud enough to make everyone in class

instantly blushed to the roots of her hair.

packed her bag and

sly look. “Come on, give me some

word, and I’m

angry front could barely cover her excitement.