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!!!”

day at her new job, yet she slept until noon.

her second day, she felt a

she continue to request time off and explain her tardiness to her colleagues, especially the

of facing her coworkers and providing

she grappled with this dilemma, Heather’s voice came through the phone, “Cherise, are you not feeling

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

not up to it, he can

a loss for words.

“This sick leave…”

to sway the people

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

yesterday, and the doctor advised her to rest for a few days. How could she have sustained such an injury and show up for work today?

body even

“It’s nothing.”

catching on to Cherise’s unease. “Just a minor

Cherise grimaced. “Nonsense!”

quickly freshening up while cautioning Heather, “Stay put, don’t move an inch. I’ll be

her tone wary.

I might even be more active than

“Forget what?”