My Blind Husband

Chapter 66 You Have My Sympathy

He took a step back involuntarily. “You’re Cherise’s husband?”

“Of course.”

Damien chuckled and placed a kiss on Cherise’s forehead. “Aren’t you going to introduce.

Cherise regained her composure and quickly got back on her feet, then awkwardly introduced them. “lan, this is my husband, Damien Lenoir.”

“Dear, this is my senior, Ian Philips.”

Ian’s face turned pale. “Mr. Lenoir, I’ve heard a lot about you.”

“I didn’t expect Cherise’s husband to be this young,” he added, a tinge of bitterness in his

tone.

Damien could sense the jealousy in his words as he smiled nonchalantly, “By the sound of your voice, you seem older than me, Mr. Philips.”

He drummed his fingers on the handle of his wheelchair. “Mr. Philips, you must be around thirty-six.”

“I’m twenty-six, actually, ten years younger than you,”

face turning a shade

pettiness of this

admit that I was being sarcastic when I said he was younger than I thought, but his

men. She shook her head. “Dear,

a year younger than you,

and she scratched her head awkwardly. “Sorry,

always thought you were mature beyond your years, it seems I have misjudged

hand, continued calmly, “Or perhaps Mr. Philips has

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Seasoned appearance?”

left with no

steer the conversation away from conflict and avoid further confrontation, but Damien’s remarks

his fists

days, lan had always been regarded as a young, handsome, and able man. He

remarks caught him off

squeezed these words through his teeth. “Can’t you see what I look like? I don’t understand what

with Cherise’s fingers. “You’re right, I can’t see what

“You!”

“Ian.”

hurriedly interrupted lan and shook her head.

Ian was stunned.