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.”

Mr. Hampson, it seems that Mr. Belcourt has taken

believe it? Frances is in her forties and divorced twice, but she landed at and talented guy like Mr. Belcourt. I’m so

she understood. She then

young.

the porridge. But she couldn’t help

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

dressed up for the occasion, and his eyes almost. popped out

request for the

“That’s me.”

“I’m the youngest.”

phone call. He answered the phone

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what the hell is wrong with you?!” Lennon was furious. “I asked you

yawned. “Isn’t Frances the

much about the ages

of the phone. “I saw a younger maid in your garden yesterday, watering the