My Blind Husband

Cherise remained silent.

This man had become so skilled at sweet–talking!

In the presidential suite of a five–star hotel in Adania.

A loud “bang” echoed as the expensive, diamond–studded phone was violently thrown to the ground.

Yolanda clenched her fists in anger, her eyes flashing with ruthlessness.

Cherise returned home without remembering how she got there or when she fell asleep.

It felt like she was a small boat in the sea, carried along by Damien’s tumultuous waves.

The following day, she luxuriously slept until noon.

At noon, Cherise was abruptly awakened by the sunlight streaming into her room.

As she glanced outside at the bright sunshine, a wave of chaos swept over her heart.

The next moment, she retrieved her phone and glanced at the screen.

Immediately, the entire manor resonated with the enraged voice of a woman, “Late for work again!!!”

marked Cherise’s first day at her new job,

same scenario on her second day, she felt a growing dread.

request time off and explain her tardiness to her

of facing her coworkers and providing excuses caused her head to ache.

this dilemma, Heather’s voice came through the

mentioned you took half a day of sick leave and asked if you could come in for the afternoon,” Heather relayed over the phone.

you’re not up to it, he can grant another

at a loss

“This sick leave…”

couldn’t fathom how Damien managed to sway the people at the

concern crossed her mind. “Heather, did you go to work

rest for a few days.

her body even handle

“It’s nothing.”

to Cherise’s unease. “Just a

Cherise grimaced. “Nonsense!”

sprang from the bed, quickly freshening up while cautioning Heather, “Stay put,

other end, her tone wary.

nothing. I might even be more active

“Forget what?”