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.”

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

a brow apathetically.

a little young of age, and you

Mr. Hampson gradually lowered his voice. “Besides, if Mrs.

scoffed. “Do you reckon the id*ot would be more foolish when

was left with no

a brief pause, he responded, “Got it,

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relief after finishing what he

like Mrs. Lenoir truly is

was last

walked up to Cherise with a mischievous look and winked at

special blend by Lucy’s cousin. Not

Hohohoho…

least loud enough to make everyone

to the roots of

packed her bag and dashed out

look. “Come on, give me some

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

angry front could

had a chance to

kindest person she had