My Blind Husband

After breakfast, Frances took Soren and Serafina to kindergarten. Meanwhile, Damien’s phone rang several times. They were calls from the Weiss family. Go ahead. You don’t have to stay with me.” Cherise blinked at him, “By the way, what should I do while you’re at work? Without you and the kids around, I’ll be quite bored.”

Damien smiled faintly. “You can stay at home and watch television or play games. You can also ask Frances to go out and buy groceries so you can make lunch and dinner for me.” Cherise was like a blank canvas now, innocent and unblemished. He didn’t want Cherise to interact with too many people or hear unnecessary gossip during this time.

Cherise nodded. “Okay!” After that, she ran downstairs with a grin. She sat on the sofa, grabbed the remote control, and asked, “What should I watch?” Damien furrowed his brow, pondered momentarily, and played a show she used to enjoy.

His phone continued to ring. Damien knew he couldn’t stay with her any longer. After all, matters with the Weiss family needed his attention. Upon seeing her engrossed, the man headed to the door to put on his coat and change his shoes. As he was about to leave, Cherise suddenly turned around. “Hold on!” Damien’s tall figure froze. He asked gently. “Is something wrong?”

Cherise ran to Damien. “Lower your head.” Damien furrowed his brows. Although he was perplexed, he complied obediently. As he lowered his head, Cherise tiptoed and planted a kiss on

to the TV screen. “We’re husband and

gaze nervously. “What’s wrong?” The man’s Adam’s apple bobbed slightly. “Um… good job.” The man looked at Cherise

slightly. “I can’t always have you cook for me while I do nothing, right? I think I can cook well, so come back early for lunch. I’ll prepare a table