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.

sensed any signs of worry or distress

“Mrs. Lenoir, you wouldn’t have

that you have been extremely busy lately, with numerous matters demanding your

whenever you’re around, he holds you close with a

you don’t know, Mrs. Lenoir, is that when he is alone, his aura becomes quite oppressive…”

were determined by Old Mr. Lenoir before his passing, and he cannot intervene, which is why they

company is worried, speculating that the Lenoir Group will soon

much information and cleared her throat, “But what I said may not be entirely accurate. I only overheard it from Mr. Kolson and Mr.

stared intently at the boiling pierogis in the pot,

troubles to prevent

assist him

why hasn’t Dad come

table, her stomach grumbling audibly. With a pleading look, she turned her

eat