My Blind Husband

Cherise opened her eyes and met Heather’s inquisitive gaze. Heather seemed to be silently asking. “Are you okay?”

Cherise responded reassuringly and smiled at Heather, calming her anxious heart.

Ever since Cherise arrived at the institute, Heather had been worried about her. Although she knew Cherise had Damien’s protection, she was concerned that Damien wouldn’t be able to arrive on time if Mr. Whitlock were to bully Cherise.

As Cherise’s friend, Heather felt responsible for ensuring Cherise’s safety. Now that Cherise confirmed she was okay, Heather felt relieved.

Meanwhile, Mr. Whitlock stood behind Heather. His eyes lit up as he looked at the steaming cup of tea.

Suddenly, he grabbed the cup and hurled it towards Heather.

Heather was focused on Cherise and was unaware of the danger behind her. On the other hand, Cherise saw Mr. Whitlock splashing the tea and wanted to pull Heather away. Unfortunately, it was too late.

Her face instantly turned red from the scalding

“Heather, did you come here to spy on me? Are you afraid I won’t slander Dr. Shaw as you wish, so you came in

violently from being scalded by the hot tea. She swayed unsteadily and fell backward. Cherise caught her

couldn’t speak for a while. She stuttered

the usually friendly girl in so much

don’t fall for her lies! Heather made me produce these so–called pieces of evidence! No one knows better than me that you didn’t plagiarize! It’s all Heather’s fault! She conspired with Yolanda, bribed me with money, and

face had turned pale from pain, but she still mustered the strength to look up at Cherise,

course, Cherise knew that Heather didn’t do those things.

a little clueless. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have been unaware of Cherise and Damien’s relationship and kept gushing to her about how famous Damien was until he came to propose to Cherise.