My Blind Husband

Chapter 503 Caring for Charisa

Beckham, his eyes twinkling with amusement, approached Charisa with a steaming bowl of mushroom soup.

“I’m not here to disrupt your life, Charisa,” he stated with a charming smile. “I’m here to tend to my daughter’s mother; her wedding is just two days away, and you, as her mother, should be present,” he gently reminded her. “Your absence would be a disappointment to Cherise.”

Despite her frail appearance, Charisa’s eyes sparkled as she retorted at Beckham. Her demeanor, usually reserved and aloof, softened slightly during their exchange.

Cherise observed their interaction, a myriad of emotions swirling within her. She had always perceived her mother as a distant, unattainable figure. Despite knowing Charisa was her biological mother, Cherise felt a deep chasm between them.

Watching Charisa lean against the headboard, her expression a blend of frustration and vulnerability, Cherise couldn’t help but question her perceptions.

Perhaps there was more to her mother than met the eye. Perhaps, beneath her aloof exterior, Charisa harbored hidden depths of emotion.

often perceived as standoffish and reserved. Yet, in her presence, he transformed into a playful rogue, always up to his mischievous

Charisa, the person she revealed only to those she genuinely loved

by Damien’s intrusion, he maintained his composure and addressed Charisa, “Our

unexpected suggestion, Cherise

helplessness, protested, “It was just a simple cold-induced fainting spell. There’s no need for such a

eyes meeting silently. Beckham’s expression was one of quiet appeal,

fainting from a cold can be serious, Mom You’ve been preoccupied with the wedding

you while I focus on the wedding details,” she suggested, her tone

concern.

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face hardened into a frown. “I don’t need

roped in by me, too,” Cherise interrupted

Why was everyone hell-bent on having