Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Chapter 113 Ahem, Ahem

“I’m done!”

The youthful adolescent put his cutlery down and sighed in satisfaction. He got up and wanted to go upstairs.

Damien’s hand froze slightly as he held his cutlery. “Are you going upstairs to see Cherise?”

Blake pondered. “Mm!”

Cherise had promised to watch an animation with him today!

“Hold on.”

The man wrinkled his brows and glanced at Mr. Hampson at the side.

Mr. Hampson understood intuitively and instructed Blake. “Mr. Blake, remember not to give Mrs. Lenoir anything to eat or drink when you go upstairs.”

“Ahem, ahem.”

The man coughed lightly with tightly furrowed brows.

Mr. Hampson grew more fearful. “Mm. Remember not to give Mrs. Lenoir anything to eat. or drink at all.”

Damien was dumbstruck.

Blake nodded in confusion. “I understand!”

leaving them with a navy blue blur of his

coldly at Mr. Hampson in the dining

Mr. Hampson felt uneasy.

in a good mood even through the layer

in fear. I didn’t

Hampson finally couldn’t restrain himself and asked guiltily, “Do you have any

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didn’t say anything. He still stared

not suited to your

Damien didn’t say anything.

you feeling full? Should

Damien kept quiet.

Mr. Hampson was dumbfounded.

on his

had been by Damien’s side for so long and rarely saw such an

wife hasn’t eaten anything for more than ten

suddenly saw the light. “I understand,

to your wishes. According to our ordinary digestion system, if she

speaking. “When that time comes, Mrs. Lenoir will take the initiative to beg

man’s icy gaze was directed straight at Mr. Hampson until he

at you and hinting at

reminded Blake not to give

glass in his hands on the table fiercely. The bottom of the glass started to crack. “You want her not to

wife not to eat or drink for over twenty

Mr. Hampson was flabbergasted.

“It’s my mistake.”

the silly