My Blind Husband

Chapter 68 Why Are You Pretending

lan scoffed, “Mr. Lenoir, you give off the impression that you have perfect eyesight.”

He could even feel Damien’s piercing gaze penetrating the black silk blindfold.

It made him extremely uncomfortable.

Damien, however, wore a faint smile. “So, what do you suppose a blind person should be?”

“Submissive, timid, and allows others to push their boundaries without retaliation?”

Ian hesitated for a moment but recalled something, and his eyes turned cold.

He let out a sarcastic laugh and walked slowly towards Damien. “How did you know that I crossed my boundaries on Cherise?”

Aren’t you blind?

Slowly and steadily, Ian moved towards Damien. Yet, the man in the wheelchair remained calm as usual, sitting unmovingly with a serene countenance and a hint of a smile. “It seems you have put your hand on someone else’s wife, Mr. Philips.”

the youngest orthopedic surgeon

like you, who forces an

before Damien, and while he thought Damien was distracted by his remark, he reached to unveil the

a hand and clamped onto lan’s wrist with his long

shot through lan’s wrist, causing him

his lips came out with

faint, enigmatic smile. “Mr. Philips, you seem very interested

reached out with his other hand, desperate to free

of

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to launching a hefty

reflexes were swift as a deer, and in their brief scuffle, not only did lan not gain the upper hand, but his

the brink of exhaustion, Damien released his grip and threw. him

ground, struggling

metallic

rubbed on his wrist with clenched jaws. “You… You’re not

“Nah, I am blind.”

in sweat, but contrary to his hectic demeanor, Damien remained. relaxed in his wheelchair, as though nothing

a tissue on the