My Blind Husband

After speaking, Alain stood up and swiftly left with his secretary.

“Sir.”

Standing behind Damien, Mr. Hampson frowned slightly, “Aren’t you giving your cards away too freely for a simple information like Sebastian buying a house for Gwenn?”

Damien shook his head. “You don’t understand.”

More than a month ago….

It was just when Gwenn helped Raymond escape.

She urgently asked Sebastian to buy a house on the island, mostly to hide certain individuals.

Using Raymond’s hiding place in exchange for Yolanda’s release from the detention center.

It wasn’t a bad deal; each party got what they needed.

Cherise sat quietly on the side, observing Damien attentively.

It turns out that Damien is like this in front of outsiders.

Cold, steady, indifferent…

how he was when he was with her. He had a simple yet strong sense of self-assurance, neither yielding nor bending. Witnessing his charisma was enough to

confidence and aura allured her, making

So… so charming…

lead in Korean dramas; more authoritative

his back to Cherise, quietly organizing something for

a warm gaze following

a brief exchange with Mr. Hampson, he turned around and locked eyes

other; one staring blankly in surprise, the other passionate and

up, whereas Cherise quickly averted her gaze,

and sat down beside her. “Why are you

“Nothing.”

had her face turned away, unable to

see the blush on her

chuckled lightly, elegantly picked up a strawberry from the fruit plate on the coffee table, and offered it to her. “Want some?”

middle of deciding an important deal. Then, she cautiously took the

looked into her face intently-she was as red as

and sour taste of the strawberry gradually calmed

demeanor, Cherise glanced at Damien and said, “I just heard

related to the

their conversation earlier that I’m