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?”

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deep teeth marks on his finger, she felt a pang of

yelp, but this damn iron-willed man wouldn’t budge! Seeing

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

with mischief. “Tough guys, don’t

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

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

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

teeth into her finger like that, she’d be a puddle of tears! But Damien,

injury.

“Nah, barely

now!” She took a deep breath and added,

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

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