My Blind Husband

Chapter 165 Damien’s Wife

Fortunately, he had a habit of keeping spare clothes in his car since he frequently went on business trips.

“Oh, right away!”

Cherise took the car keys and went to his car. Sure enough, she found a complete set of men’s clothing on the back seat. She quickly grabbed it and ran over to Lennon. “Here.”

Lennon shot her a stern glance. “Can’t you see my current state? And you expect me to hold these clothes?”

Is she blind or something?

Cherise blinked, realizing her oversight. “Oh, right.”

She pursed her lips. “I’ll hold them for you, then.”

The man raised an eyebrow. “Take me to the changing room.”

“Of course!”

clutching Lennon’s clothes, Cherise guided him to a nearby gardener’s

the clothes on a

“Not yet.”

glance at the young woman’s innocent look, baffled by how someone as oblivious and slow as her could have managed to keep her

caught a glimpse of Lennon unbuttoning his shirt, revealing

face flushed, and she quickly looked

his wet clothes to Cherise. “I thought

his teasing response. She hadn’t done it intentionally; she hadn’t even

agreement, doesn’t

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with her eyes closed as Lennon lightly pinched

this charming

he’d never have the heart to let such an

away from Lennon’s touch, not out of excitement or embarrassment, but rather a discomfort at being touched by

She asked with

“I’m done.”

clothes, and handed them all to Cherise. “Walk two blocks down the street and take the second left to find the dry cleaner’s. shop. Don’t mess it

holding the

her petite figure. A

Damien, asking him for a maid from his household