My Blind Husband

“I also have a younger brother named Blake. I don’t know anyone else.” After that, she asked sincerely, “What about you? I see that your name is Lucy Staber What is our relationship? Are you a friend?”

Lucy was flabbergasted. Cherise’s voice was very earnest and calm. She didn’t seem like she was joking at all. But doesn’t amnesia only happen in fiction? “I’m your friend.” Lucy sighed helplessly. “You said you have amnesia, so do you remember what happened to you in the past few days?”

“No,” Cherise answered earnestly and candidly. “When I woke up, I was covered in blood and mud. There are still knife wounds on my legs. Blake supported me as we made our way back. I don’t remember anything that happened in the past.”

Lucy pursed her lips. She pondered for a long time and resisted the urge to tell Cherise about the rumors outside. She asked, “Do you want to regain your memories?”

current life… is decent, I still want to know what happened to me.” With that, she asked hesitantly, “Damien told me not to overthink things.

with medical experts abroad recently, and I may find a way to help you recover your memory.” Lucy smiled faintly. “But it’ll be a while before I can

the only thing I can do now.” She hated the feeling of being unable to recall her memories. She could only listen to

of groceries. “Mrs. Lenoir, are you planning to make pierogis for Mr. Lenoir?” Cherise nodded earnestly. “Yes… I plan to do so.” But the reality was different. Standing in the kitchen, Cherise watched Frances skillfully make the pierogis. She slowly pinched the pierogi

the third pierogi looked so funny that Cherise burst out laughing. “You have to take your time.” Frances smiled as she looked at