My Blind Husband

Chapter 169 She’s Not a Maid

“Silly girl,” Damien muttered, ruffling her hair gently.

Cherise was so excited about going back to her hometown the next day that she didn’t sleep well the whole night.

“Hey, sleepyhead. You’re up before me today.”

“Yeah, we’re going back to my hometown today. I’m so excited!”

Cherise tied on an apron and went to the kitchen to help.

She furrowed her brow and looked at the maid busy in the kitchen. “Huh? Isn’t Frances supposed to be making breakfast today?”

Why is someone else making breakfast today? Is she sick?

The maid cooking smiled and replied, “Frances got lucky! Mr. Belcourt, Mr. Lenoir’s good. friend, came over yesterday and specifically requested Frances to serve him.”

of envy, “According to Mr. Hampson, it seems that Mr. Belcourt has taken a liking

divorced twice, but she landed at and talented guy like Mr. Belcourt. I’m

she understood. She then

young.

the porridge. But she couldn’t help but

Lennon. “Mr. Belcourt, Mr.

the occasion, and his eyes almost. popped out of his

you request for

“That’s me.”

“I’m the youngest.”

Damien had been awakened by Lennon’s phone call. He answered the phone with

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“I asked you

yawned. “Isn’t Frances

much about the ages of the

other end of the phone. “I saw a younger maid in your garden yesterday, watering the plants. She’s young, beautiful, a bit