My Blind Husband

The stark contrast.in physical strength between them rendered her attempts futile in retrieving the recorder!

As the voices on the recorder grew more intense, Cherise made a split–second decision and clambered onto Damien, using every limb at her disposal.

Observing her genuine urgency, Damien casually loosened his grip, intentionally granting her access to the recorder.

Cherise finally wrested the device from his grasp, feeling triumphant.

Hastily, she reached for the power button, but in her haste, she accidentally pressed the volume button instead.

“You’re incredible…”

The volume of the woman’s voice soared immediately!

Wide–eyed with surprise, Cherise fumbled to locate the power button amidst Damien’s amused

With a deep breath, she finally found it, and the room fell silent.

“It’s finally quiet…” Cherise sighed in relief, momentarily forgetting their awkward position, her body inadvertently “riding” Damien.

However, as the tension in the air lingered, she sensed an uncomfortable shift.

head to meet Damien’s silent gaze, his eyes holding a depth she

his stare’s intensity, she realized their posture’s

to disentangle herself, she rose with her hands for

she lost her balance in her endeavor to shift positions and

in her soft cheek

and simultaneously, a sharp intake of breath escaped Damien’s throat.

recoiled, only to realize that she had collided with

the discomfort in her own face, Cherise looked at Damien with a hint of awkwardness, concern coloring

it herself, she understood that being hit could be quite painful,

could tell he

cautiously reached out to

fine,” Damien reassured her, his furrowed brows

as he pulled her close,

his embrace, Cherise couldn’t help

deeply did he care

pain; his expression had darkened just moments ago.

hide it, look at her with tenderness, reassure her, and even… hold her gently and urge her to rest.

“Damien.”