My Blind Husband

Chapter 84 The Birthday Boy

At eight o’clock in the evening.

The servants had dispersed inside the villa as per Cherise’s request, leaving behind only a few bodyguards.

Dressed in a white lace princess dress, Cherise drew a deep breath before knocking gently on Damien’s study door.

The room was cloaked in darkness, with moonlight seeping through the windows, creating a subtly chilly ambiance.

In the study, Damien was stretched out in his wheelchair. His eyes were covered with black silk, making it impossible for Cherise to determine whether he was awake or asleep. She gently turned on the lights and approached, calling out, “Hey, hubby?”

The man furrowed slightly.

Damien had spent the entire afternoon poring over reports from five European consortia, and his weariness had finally caught up with him as he drifted off in his wheelchair.

Thirteen years ago, on this very day, his sister, whom he dearly loved, had tragically perished in a fiery blaze.

This heartbreaking incident compelled him to push himself to the limits, endure humiliation, and carry weighty responsibilities.

and companies, he established the rule that

to himself. To never

had brought frequent good news from Europe, drawing him

voice broke the

Damien opened his eyes.

ethereal skin glowed

help but think Cherise looked beautiful

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innocent and elegant touch to her demure. Unless you knew, you’d never guess

awake?” Cherise

and continued, “It’s time for dinner. Should I

Damien nodded faintly. “Sure.”

he was not in a good mood from his indifferent

the servants were all moving around. on tiptoe, behaving like skittish

a deep breath and guided him out of

adorned with several

and Mr. Hurrell for some

like that. Before this, she had only seen it on television. She didn’t even know how to