My Blind Husband

A curious smile appeared on Cherise’s face. “I haven’t reviewed your sister’s medical file yet, but I’m intrigued by her unique constitution. Does she have a vitamin C allergy? Or can she consume fruits and vegetables like regular people?”

Ursula sat frozen, unable to find words.

The room became heavy with tension. Suddenly, Rowena, reclining quietly in her wheelchair, opened her eyes.

“Lula, why are you crying?” Rowena’s voice was frantic as she looked at her tear-streaked sister.

Feigning shock, Rowena turned to Ursula. “Who upset you? What’s wrong?”

Damien’s smile instantly disappeared. “Rowena, your timing couldn’t have been worse,” he said, his tone. icy.

into a tight fist. Nevertheless, she managed to turn to Damien with a look of surprise. “Damien, when did you return? I thought

who stood beside Damien with her arms crossed. “Ms. Shaw, could you explain this situation? When

which

Frances, felt

twitched into a knowing smirk. “So, Ms. Mortis, did you enjoy your little nap?”

her voice slightly hesitant.

and turned to Ursula, scolding her in a hushed tone, “I just dozed off! You tend to overreact. You must have alarmed Damien and Dr. Shaw.”

pouted but remained

“Alright, now that you’re awake, let’s go downstairs. I can overlook you falling asleep in my house this time, but I don’t want it to happen again.”

left the room, his expression icy.

the toilet in this guest room is clogged. If you need to use it, you’ll have to go downstairs. Don’t

escaped Cherise’s lips as she turned and left. The door slammed shut behind

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