My Blind Husband

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.”

Mr. Hampson cautiously approached Damien. “Do I prepare…

brow apathetically.

little young of age, and you shouldn’t

“Besides, if Mrs. Lenoir were to conceive a child, you would’ve had to

reckon the id*ot would be more foolish when she gets

was left

he responded, “Got it,

1/3

heaved a sigh of relief after

truly is Mr. Lenoir’s

was last

look and winked at her. “Did you

a special blend by Lucy’s cousin. Not only did it help with arousal, but

Hohohoho…

least loud enough to make everyone

blushed to the roots of her

hurriedly packed her bag and dashed out of

yet sly look. “Come on, give me

word, and I’m getting mad at

front could barely cover

she had a chance to bear his child

the kindest person she had