My Blind Husband

Chapter 829 Tough Guys Don’t Cry, My Dear

The evidence was undeniable that he’d often looked the other way when Gwenn deliberately schemed and harmed her.

Cherise understood Damien was trying to protect her, doing what he thought was right. But as a daughter, she couldn’t bear the thought of Beckham being heartbroken.

So, she glared at Damien, eyes blazing. “So, you said you’ll take whatever punishment I throw at you. Right?”

Cherise glared, fists clenched. She took a shaky breath, then clamped down on the finger Damien had teasingly placed on her lips.

She chomped, expecting a yell, but he just met her gaze, unfazed.

Finally, when her jaw got tired, Cherise released him.

He even held out another finger playfully, “Fancy another bite? Just for balance?”

Caught off guard, Cherise blurted, “Don’t you feel anything?”

chuckled. “Nope. Much prefer kisses from

marks on his finger, she felt a pang of guilt. Had

him hard enough to make him yelp, but this damn iron-willed man wouldn’t budge!

at Damien, guilt gnawing at her. “Why didn’t you yell when I chomped

“Tough guys, don’t cry, my dear.

made a sound! Even just a groan or something,” she whined, cradled his hand,

her, pulling her close. “Funny you should ask,” he murmured, his voice sending shivers

knew you might take a playful bite, so I braced myself. And besides…” His breath tickled her ear as he whispered, “I trust you

be a puddle of tears! But Damien, just a chuckle and a reassuring squeeze. This guy, he was

see Damien’s injury. “Ugh, that

scoffed, “Nah, barely

She took a

smile played on his

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