My Blind Husband

So… Such was the perception others held of her–flirtatious, seductive, feigning innocence, and repulsive.

Confronted with these unfounded allegations, Cherise harbored no anger, merely finding them absurd.

The time for wrath had passed when she had already elucidated the situation with Sebastian to Damien.

Now, confronted with these accusations, she couldn’t help but find them bemusing.

There were too many who blindly trailed the crowd, too many who propagated rumors.

What mattered to these individuals, who had never even crossed paths with her, about her relationship with Damien, lifestyle, or character?

With a deep breath, she cast the magazine aside and turned her gaze, only to find Blake fixedly staring in a particular direction.

She furrowed her brow, trailing his gaze–towards a young female student.

Innocent and charming, adorned with large glasses and double ponytails, she emitted a cute and pure aura.

With brisk steps, she approached the desk diagonally across from them, deftly retrieving a thermos from her backpack and rising to pour water.

From Cherise and Blake’s vantage point, they could admire her lovely profile.

her, his admiration and fondness

the locale he often mentioned visiting was where he sought glimpses of this

found herself dragged by an enamored teenager to see the object of

and made her way over, striding towards Blake.

she glanced at him and spoke, “Have you been busy lately? I haven’t seen you in a few

and attempted to reply but

sustained an injury a few days ago and has been recuperating. It’s not

concern knitting her brows. “You were

his words

long as you’re okay…

before Blake, her lips forming a subtle pout. Tve been keeping

counted the candies, noting there

had been diligently saving a sweet treat for Blake daily,

sparked a

you… his

moment, the young woman beside her interjected. “He’s never brought you here before, so I assumed he didn’t have a

You…