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

his finger, she felt a pang of guilt. Had she gone too

iron-willed man wouldn’t budge! Seeing

her. “Why didn’t you yell when I chomped on

mischief. “Tough guys, don’t cry, my dear. Not for a

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

his arms around her, pulling her close. “Funny you should

besides…” His breath tickled her ear as he whispered, “I trust you

burn. If someone sank their teeth into her finger like that, she’d be a puddle of tears! But Damien, just a chuckle and a reassuring

injury. “Ugh,

barely

It’s gotta sting! We need to get you patched up, like, now!” She took a deep breath and added, “Oh, and bandages, maybe some

watched her flustered worry, and a small smile played on his lips. “Bandages and medicine,

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