My Blind Husband

“Hmm.” Lyra responded half-heartedly, her expression somewhat awkward and restless.

Take Lyra to the third floor,’ Damien’s message suddenly appeared on Cherise’s phone.

Cherise furrowed her brows, ‘Why?’

Just half an hour ago, Damien had left to pick up Beckham, Soren, and Serafina from the airport, so he was likely still on the road. Why would he ask her to escort Lyra to the third floor in his absence?

Someone wants to meet her. I’ve convinced her family to attend her wedding,’ Damien explained in his message.

Cherise’s eyes widened in surprise. What? Lyra’s family is here!!

thought Damien would take the initiative to convince

and the latter responded that she had grown distant from her family and they wouldn’t be concerned about

phone, Cherise glanced at the

nodded, gathered up her skirt, and trailed behind Cherise. She was so anxious that she forgot to ask Cherise about their destination. Cherise guided her to the door of the reception room on the third floor and swung it open.

three brothers were all present. Lyra instantly spun around and attempted

middle-aged man resonated from within the room, “You’re getting married

Lyra’s steps faltered.

pale face to face her family members, “I… Zac and I are already married. Legally. Paperwork and everything. Even if this wedding falls apart, it doesn’t change that. I’m his wife. And I’ll be there for him, whatever

escaped, tracing a path down her cheek. “And… if you think I’m a disgrace, or this wedding is a mistake…you can

through the wedding-day tension as

turning the ceremony into a mascara parade? The photos will be a disaster, and your unconscious

surprised snort.

me wrinkles. But speaking of choices, not informing us about the wedding? That, my dear, was a bit inconsiderate. Your brothers are furious like