My Blind Husband

After pronouncing those words, he firmly clasped Cherise’s shoulders, guiding her into the car with purpose, and followed suit, enveloping her in his embrace as they settled inside the vehicle.

Throughout the journey, Cherise hurled curses at him, her anger simmering beneath the surface like a tempestuous sea.

Her ire stemmed from Damien’s confining of her freedom and his inexplicable failure to offer an explanation.

Why, she pondered, did he not clarify if he was facing difficulties?

Why did he remain silent if the situation did not align with Sebastian’s depiction?

Given her current feeling explanation he provided.

him, he should have known that she would unquestionably believe any

Yet, he uttered not a single word of clarification.

Did he truly lack an explanation, or did he feel absolved of the obligation to offer one?

What, she questioned, did he perceive her as?

An object?

A pet?

Or perhaps merely a plaything devoid of memories, past, or the capacity for independent thought?

In truth, she harbored doubt regarding Sebastian’s assertions concerning their relationship.

was repulsive, while her innate connection

version of herself

Damien

ceaseless internal conflict, she yearned

Damien, a familiar and foreign warmth enveloping her in its embrace. “Damien,” she breathed

same Cherise you once knew,” she confessed,

a clarity that discerns between love and hatred,” she continued, her words trailing like delicate whispers in the still

depth of those emotions, I cannot remain by your side,” she

of her being, she exhaled a deep sigh. “Let us part ways, Damien,” she murmured, her words weighted with

we shall dissolve

unyielding, tightened his grip on her arm. “I refuse,” he declared firmly.

gaze as she reopened her eyes. “By what right do you oppose my decision?” she questioned, her tone laced with

as a transaction and later entangled with

that chapter has

carrying a steely determination. “I swore an oath never to let you slip away from me in

your vow hold for me?” Cherise challenged, her voice tinged with

longer the Cherise of yesteryears!” she declared, her words brimming with a newfound

who would relinquish all for love! I possess reason and intellect,” she asserted boldly, her conviction

regarded her with an

tense silence, a faint smirk played on his lips. “Are you suggesting that the former Cherise was a woman governed solely by her emotions, devoid of reason and intellect?” he inquired, his voice laced with a hint

in affirmation. “Yes,

glint flickered in Damien’s eyes, his expression inscrutable as he