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?”

answered without hesitation. “Everyone is very kind to me now. Although I think my 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.

a way to help you recover your memory.” Lucy smiled

can do now.” She hated the feeling of being unable to recall her memories. She could only listen to what others told her. Since she couldn’t remember anything, she was clueless. Everything she was

the phone call ended, Frances returned with two servants carrying bags 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

have to take your time.” Frances smiled as she looked at Cherise. “Mrs. Lenoir, why don’t you take a break? I can make the rest of the pierogis with the other servants.”