My Blind Husband

Cherise’s heart quickened its pace within her chest, racing with apprehension.

Could it be?

Was her meticulously crafted escape plan unraveled too soon?

Contrary to the scandalous rumors that swirled around her, no journalist could have fathomed finding her concealed within the confines of such a filthy receptacle!

As the footsteps outside dwindled into silence, a fresh set of resolute footfalls approached, each bearing an air of elegant indifference.

With each approaching stride, Cherise braced herself for the inevitable.

Gritting her teeth, she resignedly closed her eyes, fully convinced that her fate was sealed.

This was the moment, the end of everything!

Not only had she failed to shake off the relentless pursuit of those shady journalists, but now she was about to be caught squatting in a trash can, which would undoubtedly bring immense shame upon herself.

She held the esteemed position of Damien’s wife, who presided over the Lenoir Group!

weighed heavily, proving

already imagine the scandalous headlines, picturing her grimy face amidst the garbage.

No way!

couldn’t cause embarrassment to her husband!

was startled by the sudden

in, causing Cherise to squint, clench her teeth, and

of the trash can or, at the very least, tip it over, revealing her

the person who lifted the lid remained still

with a mix of helplessness and amusement. “Mrs. Lenoir,

was utterly shocked!

instantly. head tilted slightly downward, a faint smile dancing upon his lips as he

a blend of emotions-annoyance, excitement, and

state, Cherise stood up abruptly, reaching out to embrace Damien. “Darling…

would be blocked, leaving him unaware of her predicament.

the ordeal alone, fearing that her inability to escape would embarrass him and tarnish his

yet to anticipate his timely