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

latter responded that she had grown distant from her family and they wouldn’t be concerned about her, so Cherise didn’t

at the still pale Lyra, “Come on, follow me.”

skirt, and trailed behind Cherise. She was so anxious that she forgot to ask Cherise about their destination. Cherise guided her to the

room, her parents, uncle, aunt, grandparents, and three brothers were all present. Lyra instantly spun around and attempted to

a middle-aged man resonated from within the room, “You’re getting married today. Where do you think you’re going? Cold feet at the altar,

Lyra’s steps faltered.

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

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

Quinell’s voice, filled with playful affection, cut through the wedding-day tension as

your life? Only one wedding in a lifetime, my darling girl, and you’re already turning the ceremony into a mascara parade? The photos will be

a surprised snort.

her eyes. “You’ve made your choice, and resenting you would just give me wrinkles. But speaking of choices, not informing us about the wedding? That, my dear,