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.

her, Damien burst into laughter and dropped

asking her son if he missed

Beckham’s voice came from inside the house as he emerged, with Serafina’s braid neatly tied with a

at the ingredients Damien was carrying, a smile

haven’t had one in ages. Damien decided to cook and show

on the counter, he paused for a

haven’t you missed my cooking?” a sweet voice had said to him

of the loaded question, Damien glanced at the woman humming happily beside him as she continued, “Whoa, it’s way past eleven! Let’s grab some essentials and go to Dad’s. I’m preparing a feast to cheer him up. What do

Damien noticed a pattern. All the ingredients

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