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!”

clothes, Cherise guided him to a nearby gardener’s resting area. “No one uses this room. You can

a

“Not yet.”

by how someone as oblivious and slow as her could have managed to keep her job without

turned around with a puzzled expression. Just in time, she caught a glimpse of Lennon unbuttoning

quickly looked

nonchalantly handed his wet clothes to Cherise. “I thought you, like other women, got me

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

implies agreement,

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eyes closed as Lennon lightly pinched

did Damien find this

he’d never have the heart to let such an adorable woman work as a

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

done changing?” She

“I’m done.”

using his shirt to bundle the wet clothes, and handed them all to Cherise. “Walk two blocks down the street and take the second left to find the dry cleaner’s.

away, holding the clothes, and

still, watching her petite figure. A sly grin spread across

him for a maid from his household