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?”

nodded, “Yes, these are all

just returned from Lermille before, he spent a whole afternoon in the office picking out these clothes for you.”

inform yoù; thus, you’ve never worn them.”

wardrobe at the outermost part of the dressing room. “These are the ones you have been

a long time and finally walked slowly to

woman carefully flipped through every piece of clothing that Damien

Cute, playful, sweet…

seemed ready to dress her up like

out to

were formal and classic pieces, exuding a

a reason why she had never worn

in the palm of his hand; he wanted to take good care of her and pamper her for life.

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

that was the old

why she had such thoughts before.

swelled with warmth seeing the clothes before her; she was truly

breath, picked out a set of pure and playful white lotus leaf edge dresses

turned around, and her jaw dropped as she gawked at

was no longer the same

smile, and the way she held the white dress were exactly