My Blind Husband

Chapter 113 Ahem, Ahem

“I’m done!”

The youthful adolescent put his cutlery down and sighed in satisfaction. He got up and wanted to go upstairs.

Damien’s hand froze slightly as he held his cutlery. “Are you going upstairs to see Cherise?”

Blake pondered. “Mm!”

Cherise had promised to watch an animation with him today!

“Hold on.”

The man wrinkled his brows and glanced at Mr. Hampson at the side.

Mr. Hampson understood intuitively and instructed Blake. “Mr. Blake, remember not to give Mrs. Lenoir anything to eat or drink when you go upstairs.”

“Ahem, ahem.”

The man coughed lightly with tightly furrowed brows.

Mr. Hampson grew more fearful. “Mm. Remember not to give Mrs. Lenoir anything to eat. or drink at all.”

Damien was dumbstruck.

Blake nodded in confusion. “I understand!”

leaving

coldly at Mr. Hampson in the

Mr. Hampson felt uneasy.

a good mood even through the layer of

trembled in fear. I didn’t do

long time, Mr. Hampson finally couldn’t restrain himself and asked guiltily, “Do you have any other instructions, Mr.

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anything. He still stared at Mr. Hampson with

food not

Damien didn’t say anything.

you feeling full? Should

Damien kept quiet.

Mr. Hampson was dumbfounded.

was on his

for so long and rarely saw such an

hasn’t eaten anything for more than

the light. “I understand,

give Mrs. Lenoir anything to eat or drink according to your wishes. According to our ordinary digestion system, if she doesn’t eat

speaking. “When that time comes, Mrs. Lenoir will take the initiative

gaze was directed straight at Mr. Hampson until he finished

spoke coldly. “I was looking at you and hinting at you to tell Blake to bring some food

not

his hands on the table fiercely. The bottom of the glass started to crack. “You want her not to eat or

don’t you ask your wife not to eat or drink

Mr. Hampson was flabbergasted.