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

of this

being sarcastic when I said he was younger than I thought, but his words have

punches between the men. She shook her head. “Dear,

a year younger than you, Mr.

surprised to hear that, and she scratched

your years, it seems I have

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

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Seasoned appearance?”

was left

managed to steer the conversation away from conflict and avoid further confrontation, but

his

always been regarded as a young, handsome, and able man. He was used to being showered by compliments, and

remarks caught him off

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

indifferently and fiddled with Cherise’s fingers. “You’re right, I

“You!”

“Ian.”

hurriedly interrupted lan and shook her head. “lan… My husband… is visually

Ian was stunned.