My Blind Husband

Some thank you cards featured cartoonish-drawn images of the two of them.

The children’s drawings were very childlike: simple but also messy.

But Cherise clearly saw images of herself and Damien.

One was taller; the other one was shorter. Both were standing together with a big smile plastered on their faces.

A warm feeling surged in Cherise’s heart. The children’s innocent and well-meaning gesture thoroughly moved her.

It turned out that she and Damien had engaged in such activities in the past.

They visited the orphanage home to see these children and brought warmth and food to them.

Taking a deep breath, Cherise silently opened the video in the email.

The videos showcased past performances by the former children who lived in the orphanage.

There was a little boy who always appeared unwilling grim, and unresponsive every time he went on stage.

The little boy was cute, but Cherise sensed that he was trying to be more mature than he really was.

Very much like Soren.

As the video went on longer, Cherise felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity with the little boy but couldn’t remember where she had seen him before.

couldn’t even remember who she

gut instinct within her that told

took the tablet and ran to Damien’s study, pushing open

Damien was looking at something on

was holding. He raised

“Look!”

her tablet and pointed to the little boy inside. “Do I know him from before?”

he squinted his eyes at the tablet and shook his head.

hand and pinched her face. “Where

her lips. “This was sent to me by Mrs. Lydia from the orphanage; it’s an

up at him with a steely glance. “I seem to have promised Mrs. Lydia before

me and asked

“You agreed?”

“Yeah.”

added, “Although I don’t remember agreeing with her, I still made promise to her before that

be

she hurriedly continued, “I don’t know if you have time or if you want to go… so I just promised her that I would

don’t want

not

and asked in a

“Why?”

eyes staring