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.

glob of sweat trickled down his

eyes betrayed no hint of emotion as he suddenly strengthened

at the top of his lungs, “My

eyes flashed red with

“What are you all doing? Give these people

the man’s scream, “No one is allowed to bully my wife,” he

the faces of the people standing up for Vivian took

husband was the most

made him shriek

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else was capable of defeating

face clouded over. “Target the

wouldn’t be able to help

giving courage to those too scared to stand up

all, there were so

of seconds, they started

handle of Damien’s wheelchair. “Damien, what should I do?” her voice trembling under

could see every inch of their movements through

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

of thunder rumbled across the skies as if to emphasize