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.

sweat

no hint of emotion

man shrieked at the top of his lungs, “My hand!

flashed red with

“What are you all doing? Give these people a

“No one is allowed to bully my wife,” he demanded fiercely. “Who else wants to know what it’s like to

warning, the faces of the people standing up for Vivian took on a pale

the most muscular man

even made him shriek

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was capable of

“Target

blind. He wouldn’t be able to

giving courage to those too

there were so many of them. How could he help her if he

matter of seconds, they started

hands gripping the handle of Damien’s wheelchair. “Damien, what should I do?” her voice

eyes narrowed. Though they thought he was blind, he could see

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

rumbled across the skies as if to emphasize