My Blind Husband

Chapter 173 A Dark Blue Silhouette

His hands froze in mid-air as they were caught hold of by someone.

The man sitting in the wheelchair bore an air of calmness.

His long fingers were wrapped tightly around the other man’s wrist.

The other man’s forehead scrunched into a deep scowl. His muscles started to tense up as he tried to pull away.

But his hands were caught in place under Damien’s grip.

“Honey!”

Vivian’s eyes widened in shock at the sight before her.

Her husband was a trainer at the local gym. Every muscle was perfectly sculpted and toned.

No one in town was stronger than her husband.

But the man in the wheelchair, with a firm grip on his arm, stopped him from hitting Cherise.

of sweat trickled down

betrayed no hint of emotion

The man shrieked at the top of his lungs, “My

flashed red

supported the man and ordered, “What are you all

my wife,” he demanded fiercely. “Who else wants to know what it’s like to have your hands

the people standing

was the most

Damien even made him shriek in

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capable of defeating this

“Target the woman!”

be able to help

to those too scared to stand

the girl behind him! After all, there were so many of them. How could he help her if

they started

the handle of Damien’s wheelchair. “Damien,

he could see every inch of their movements through

arms and pulled Cherise into his embrace. “A bad environment can indeed bring out the worst in people,” he said. “But don’t you all have parents and children to protect at home? Are you sure karma won’t get to you if you do anything bad.

rumbled across the skies as if to emphasize the weight