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.”

a hint of envy, “According to Mr. Hampson, it seems that Mr. Belcourt

believe it? Frances is in her forties and divorced twice, but she

understood. She

young.

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

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

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

for the

“That’s me.”

“I’m the youngest.”

Lennon’s phone call. He answered the phone with his

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was furious. “I asked you to

“Isn’t

didn’t care much about the ages of the

of the phone. “I saw a younger maid in your