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.”

continued with a hint of envy, “According to Mr. Hampson, it seems

but she landed at

nodded as if she understood. She then

young.

nodded knowingly and started cooking the porridge. But she couldn’t help but feel a bit sad

Frances stood nervously in front of Lennon. “Mr. Belcourt, Mr.

up for the occasion, and

looked innocent. “Didn’t you request for the youngest

“That’s me.”

“I’m the youngest.”

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

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you?!” Lennon was furious. “I asked

“Isn’t

about the ages

Lennon yelled on the other end of the phone. “I saw a younger maid in your garden