My Blind Husband

“I never thought you would actually agree to marry someone like me,” his voice softened, quieter than the whisper of the night breeze. “Sebastian’s intel was spot-on. He didn’t lead you astray. Our marriage was a deal between you and my grandfather right from the start.”

“And it wasn’t until our wedding day that I fully understood the terms of this deal. That night, I put you to the test. Surprisingly, you pledged never to regret marrying me. You even vowed to make an effort to start a family with me. Can you believe it? I saw you as a naïve, foolish girl at that moment.”

As he spoke, he gently stroked Cherise’s forehead, his smile remarkably tender. “It’s almost unbelievable that not long after that day, I found myself catching feelings for the same silly girl…”

Amid the man’s deep, soothing tone, Cherise drifted into a dream, feeling like she had entered the world he painted. He posed as a blind man while she was a resolute girl, determined to safeguard him at all costs. As she pushed him through a corridor adorned with lilac flowers, Cherise apologized softly. “I seem to have lost my way. If only I’d requested a servant to guide us.”

offer guidance,” Damien chuckled self-deprecatingly. “It seems you don’t know your husband well enough. I’m Damien Lenoir,

observed him as he recounted his past calmly yet self-deprecatingly. A feeling akin

ran his fingers through Cherise’s hair, observing as her breathing gradually settled into a peaceful rhythm on the bed. Assured of her slumber, Damien.

at the desk and initiated a video call with Jacob and Lennon. “Looks like we’ll be

even share a bed with you, my girlfriend

documents before him. “Is it the woman you met at the bar a few nights ago?” Jacob shook his