My Blind Husband

Soren was taken aback by Serafina’s bold confidence. He scoffed, “I doubt it.”

Serafina pouted, ready to retaliate, when a sharp knock at the door silenced her.

Before Beckham could speak, Serafina quickly adopted Soren’s bossy demeanor and interrupted him. “Hey, Ren, door duty! Grandpa and I are busy!”

Soren glared at her. With a grumbling sigh, he abandoned his Rubik’s Cube and made his way to the door.

The door swung open to reveal Cherise and Damien, carrying bags of groceries.

Cherise and Damien entered, burdened with groceries. “Ren! We haven’t seen our little man since yesterday!” Cherise exclaimed, embracing him.

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Soren squirmed in her arms, grumbling, “Ms. Shaw, you’re practically an adult can we skip the baby talk? It’s embarrassing.”

Cherise was stunned.

into laughter and dropped his bags. “Right on

unable to speak. How could asking her son if he missed her be embarrassing?

braid neatly tied with

at the ingredients Damien was carrying, a smile

in ages. Damien decided to cook and

Damien rearranged spices on the counter, he paused for a moment, his eyes

cooking?” a sweet voice had said to him while they were grocery

past eleven! Let’s grab some essentials and go to Dad’s. I’m preparing a feast to cheer him up.

All the ingredients were for dishes he knew the ones she loved, the

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she was scheming something, and voila! This woman had set a trap