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 his bags. “Right on target.”

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

as he emerged, with Serafina’s braid neatly tied with a bright pink band. “What’s going on? Why are you two

was carrying, a smile

Damien decided to cook and show off his skills!”

on the counter, he paused for a moment, his eyes flicking to

sweet voice had said to him while they were grocery

past eleven! Let’s grab some essentials and

idea. But as they navigated the aisles, Damien noticed a pattern. All the ingredients were for

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This woman had