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 my wifey,

at the deep teeth marks on his finger, she felt a pang

damn iron-willed man wouldn’t

guilt gnawing at her. “Why didn’t you yell when

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

could have made a sound! Even just a groan or something,” she whined, cradled his hand, blowing softly on the bite mark. “It must’ve hurt like crazy! Why

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

a playful bite, so I braced myself. And besides…” His breath tickled her

her finger like that, she’d be a puddle of tears! But Damien, just a chuckle and a

ached to see Damien’s injury. “Ugh,

scoffed, “Nah, barely feels

up, like, now!” She took

worry, and a small smile played on his

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