My Blind Husband

Cherise looked at him/quizzically, “Who is the guest?”

“Is it a relative or friend of yours, or is it mine? Or your client? Should I avoid them?”

“No need.”

Damien held her in his arms; then he gently planted a kiss on her cheek. “It’s just someone who came to ask me for a favor.”

“However.”

The man looked her up and down in her pajamas. “The other party is a bit older, so out of courtesy, it’s better for you to change into something more formal”

Cherise nodded and quickly got up to go upstairs. “I’ll go change my clothes!”

“Madam, this way.”

Just as Cherise went upstairs, Frances warmly led her to the dressing room.

Inside the dressing room, Cherise looked around.

She gazed at the women’s clothes in several large wardrobes, “Are these… all mine?”

“Yes, these are all yours.”

Lenoir had just returned from Lermille before, he spent

Lenoir didn’t inform yoù; thus, you’ve never

at the outermost part of the dressing room. “These are the ones you have been wearing recently. If you

at the door for a long time and finally walked slowly to the wardrobe filled with clothes

of clothing that Damien had

Cute, playful, sweet…

styling options colored the dressing room; all seemed ready

the other hand, the clothes that Frances had pointed out to her were the ones she used to

and classic pieces, exuding a mating, capable, and intellectual

was probably a reason

her in the palm of his hand; he wanted to take good care of

heart, she wanted to stand on her own-to be an independent woman who self-supported herself without relying on her

was the old

she had such

she was truly touched by Damien’s sincerity and

took a deep breath, picked out a set of pure and playful white lotus leaf edge dresses from the clothing rail, and compared each of them against her body.

her jaw dropped as she gawked

her was no longer the same

were exactly the same as when she first saw Cherise five