My Blind Husband

Standing by the window, Sebastian observed Damien gallantly open the car door for Cherise. “He’s quite an intriguing adversary.”

“I’ve already arranged for Mr. Hampson to take Sera back home,”

Damien remarked casually during the drive. “If a situation like this arises again, I’ll handle it.”

Cherise, holding Soren tightly, expressed her concern. “I didn’t want to disturb you. I thought you were busy.”

“I didn’t anticipate the kindergarten teacher calling you as well,”

Damien responded with a faint smile in his obsidian–like eyes. “Indeed.”

“From now on, I’ll take care of these matters.”

“You should gather the evidence that proves you didn’t plagiarize.”

“After proving your innocence, Soren won’t get into fights with his classmates anymore,” Damien assured.

Resting in Cherise’s embrace. Soren said, “Actually, I don’t want to fight.”

harsh

tighter. “I understand.”

Cherise locked herself in the study until

her and the impact

son had engaged in a scuffle with his

to despair any longer, she recognized the urgency to compile evidence

three o’clock in the

titled “Proof of Non–Plagiarized

decisive action by uploading the original version of her thesis and the detailed plans and test results from

photographs depicting surgical procedures and patients‘

engaging and accessible style of Gwenn’s article, Cherise’s documentation appeared dense and technical, making it

failed to garner widespread attention

to the internet to accuse Cherise of stealing proof, claiming that she had performed

caught off guard when she realized that Cherise

comment, Cherise wasted no time responding, firm and unwavering. “If Ms. Weiss insists on your

silence spoke volumes.

I have the necessary