My Blind Husband

“And… I want to extend my apologies to you…” Cherise paused, drawing in a deep breath as she regarded Damien earnestly. “After careful consideration, I realize you may have had valid reasons for your previous actions. I can’t remember what happened in the past, but I can sense your genuine kindness toward me-it emanates from your heart.”

“Hence…” She hesitated, feeling somewhat awkward and timid as she tiptoed shyly, gently kissing his chin. “So, I’m prepared to allow you to assist me in recovering my memories and uncovering the truth about our past. If my memories indeed paint you in a negative light, I’ll have no choice but to leave you.”

“But if you had legitimate motives…” She sniffled as if reaffirming her decision. “Then I’ll owe you an apology and agree to one request from you!”

Raising his brows. Damien felt a wave of relief wash over him, dissipating the worry that had been. gnawing at his heart. With a helpless shake of his head, he reached out and affectionately pinched Cherise’s cheek. Then you’d better brace yourself to welcome our third child.”

Our third child? Cherise’s eyes widened in disbelief. “What do you mean?”

Damien explained with a teasing glint, and I’m requesting you to… He lifted her chin,

crimson in an instant. She swiftly

assumed he was the cause of her tears. He thought she was upset at being imprisoned by him. In truth, he couldn’t bear to see her cry. Each tear felt like a stab to his heart, leaving him with a sense of profound guilt.

the warmth of his embrace, “may I

brows. “Of course, he

tentatively traced circles on Damien’s chest with her fingers. “Can I… ask you to sleep with me every night from now on?” Since Damien encountered Sebastian in the library, he had made a conscious decision to spend each night in the study. This left Cherise alone in their bedroom, sleeping by

for Damien upon waking stemmed from her inability to reconcile the intimacy she had experienced with him in her dreams and his absence when