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.

thought of Damien, a man often perceived as standoffish and reserved. Yet, in her presence, he transformed into a playful rogue, always

was the real Charisa, the person she revealed only

thoughts, Beckham sensed the unusual mood in the air. Although slightly annoyed by Damien’s intrusion, he maintained his composure and addressed Charisa, “Our daughter

off guard by the unexpected suggestion, Cherise could only manage an awkward nod

“It was just a simple cold-induced fainting spell. There’s

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

be serious, Mom You’ve been preoccupied with the wedding preparations

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

concern.

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“I don’t need him hovering over me!

been roped in by

was left speechless. Why was everyone hell-bent on having this shameless Beckham