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.”

to Mr. Hampson, it seems that Mr.

in her forties and divorced twice, but she landed

she understood. She then started

young.

cooking the porridge. But she couldn’t help but feel a bit sad

stood nervously in front of Lennon. “Mr. Belcourt, Mr. Lenoir said I

dressed up for the occasion,

“Didn’t you request for the youngest maid

“That’s me.”

“I’m the youngest.”

by Lennon’s phone call. He answered the phone

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“I asked

yawned. “Isn’t Frances

care much about the ages of the household

maid in your garden yesterday, watering the plants. She’s young, beautiful, a bit blurry, and incredibly cute! That’s the