Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Chapter 165 Damien’s Wife

Fortunately, he had a habit of keeping spare clothes in his car since he frequently went on business trips.

“Oh, right away!”

Cherise took the car keys and went to his car. Sure enough, she found a complete set of men’s clothing on the back seat. She quickly grabbed it and ran over to Lennon. “Here.”

Lennon shot her a stern glance. “Can’t you see my current state? And you expect me to hold these clothes?”

Is she blind or something?

Cherise blinked, realizing her oversight. “Oh, right.”

She pursed her lips. “I’ll hold them for you, then.”

The man raised an eyebrow. “Take me to the changing room.”

“Of course!”

While clutching Lennon’s clothes, Cherise guided him to a nearby gardener’s resting area. “No one uses this room. You can change here.”

Cherise placed the clothes on a chair and was about to leave.

“Not yet.”

look, baffled by how someone as oblivious and slow as her

with a puzzled expression. Just in time, she caught a glimpse

flushed, and she quickly looked away. “Is there

dry cleaning.” Lennon nonchalantly handed his wet clothes to Cherise. “I thought you,

hadn’t done it intentionally; she hadn’t even known

implies agreement, doesn’t

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blushed with her eyes closed

did Damien find this

have the heart to let such an adorable woman

away from Lennon’s touch, not out of excitement or embarrassment, but rather a

She asked

“I’m done.”

to bundle the wet clothes, and handed them all to Cherise. “Walk two blocks down the street and take the second left to

away, holding the clothes, and hurriedly ran

petite figure. A sly

for a

“Where’s your wife?”

room, Lennon sipped his tea and

brow furrowed slightly. “Probably at

preoccupied with addressing some European matters alongside Mr. Hampson in the study, inadvertently neglecting