My Blind Husband

Sebastian stood still, his gaze fixed on Cherise’s departing figure, a mixture of emotions swirling within him. As he watched her walk away, he couldn’t help but squint slightly, silently clenching his hands by his side.

She seemed much calmer and more composed than he had imagined. Her demeanor exuded maturity.

Yet, despite her newfound poise, Sebastian yearned for the carefree version of her that he had known in the past.

Upon returning home, Cherise dedicated three hours to preparing dinner for the evening.

Frances, her loyal assistant, smiled, “If Mr. Lenoir knew that you had prepared such a feast for him, he would undoubtedly be overjoyed!”

“Lately, Mr. Lenoir has been preoccupied with the company’s affairs… Tonight, he will surely wear a smile on his face!”

As Cherise placed the final pierogis into the pot, a sense of concern crept over her. She turned to Frances and asked, “Has he been troubled recently?”

Why hadn’t she noticed?

In theory, since she slept beside him daily, she should have been acutely aware of his mood and emotions more than anyone else.

never sensed any signs of worry

knowingly, “Mrs. Lenoir, you wouldn’t have

been extremely busy lately, with numerous matters demanding

you, so whenever you’re around, he holds you

is that when

situation. The shares of the company that were allocated to Raymond and Tristan were determined by Old Mr. Lenoir before his passing, and he cannot intervene, which is why

company is worried, speculating that the

spoke, she realized she had divulged too much information and cleared her throat, “But what I said may not be entirely accurate. I only overheard

and stared intently at the boiling pierogis in the pot, feeling like Pandora’s box had been

been suppressing his own troubles to prevent her

only she could assist him with his

hasn’t Dad

a pleading look, she turned her dark eyes towards Cherise. “I’m

we eat