My Blind Husband

While Sebastian had a penchant for dredging up the past in any circumstance, Damien found himself unable to follow suit.

Here, the assembly comprised entirely of journalists.

Surrounded by journalists both inside and outside, each one acting as a potential megaphone, he refrained from delving into Charisa’s history.

If Damien were to reveal the details of Charisa’s past troubles to Cherise, particularly how Charisa instructed Elvis to start a fire and cause harm, it would open a Pandora’s box of consequences.

Such revelations would impact Cherise and implicate several families associated with those events.

The Tanner, Miles, Lenoir, and Shaw families would all be thrust into the spotlight, facing scrutiny and. potential scandal.

This was especially concerning considering Charisa’s tragic demise five years earlier.

As Cherise’s husband, Damien couldn’t bear the thought of Charisa’s affairs being discussed and ridiculed.

“Is it too difficult to explain? Or are you deliberately avoiding it?”

“Is it that you can’t explain or that you haven’t found a way to explain it?” Sebastian’s smile was taunting. his words cutting.

moved to massage his temple, a troubled expression clouding his features. “This shouldn’t be

Cherise to erase her memory, hasn’t it?” Sebastian’s tone was accusatory, his

the holdup? Still haven’t concocted a plan to deceive her after all this time?” He pressed,

“Or is it…”

flicked towards Cherise, a silent

Cherise will obediently adhere to your commands, naively trusting that this web of deceit

among the assembled onlookers, their whispers like a faint breeze through

motionless, her fists clenched tightly at her sides.

tinged with the crimson of

true?” she demanded, her voice quivering with

“If…”

her checks. “If any elucidation exists for past

voice tinged with resignation, “then the truth remains: your sister’s actions at our wedding caused harm to my mother, and our union was nothing more than a transaction…”

fingers trembled with the magnitude of this revelation. “Then… how could I love

profound darkness shadowed Damien’s eyes, casting a

his lips together tightly, his voice

implored, his voice laced with desperation.