My Blind Husband

As the discussion drew to a close, Lennon prepared to depart when Alexis, clad in the white sportswear provided by Cherise, hurried downstairs to summon Damien. “Damien, Cherise wants you upstairs!”

Damien arched an eyebrow inquisitively. “What’s going on?” he asked.

“She found a commemorative album and wants to discuss some things from the past with you,” Alexis explained.

Raising an eyebrow, Damien sensed the significance behind Cherise’s mention of the commemorative album.

Damien agreed to go upstairs. “Alright, I’ll head up now,” he said, turning to Lennon with an apologetic nod. “Sorry, I have something to attend to. I won’t be able to see you off.”

Lennon waved off the apology. “No problem, go ahead.”

As Damien ascended the stairs, Lennon couldn’t help but notice Cherise’s adopted child leaning against the railing and staring at him intently.

Frowning slightly, Lennon addressed the child. “Why are you staring at me like that?”

Alexis didn’t hesitate to express his disdain for Lennon. “I think you’re ugly,” he declared bluntly.

“Compared to Damien, you’re much uglier.”

The straightforward insult took Lennon aback.

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left him speechless and uncertain about how to react.

Alexis, Lennon challenged him, “Do you think I won’t punish you for your insolence?”

his tongue defiantly. “Pfft, I bet

powerful support now! Damien and Cherise

silent, his anger simmering

and he didn’t expect it to come from a

look at Alexis. “They won’t always be

at Lennon

Lennon turned away,

“is a collection of memories I’ve gathered for our second wedding

photo album they held together. Each page unveiled their memories and

earnestness, her gaze fixed on each image as Damien narrated their

our wedding?” she exclaimed excitedly when they reached a page

pointed at herself in the dress and

eyes

on her wedding dress before

event, marred by bloodshed, prevented them from taking a harmonious photo together.

only include this picture of her in the