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.”

a resigned glance at the young woman’s innocent look, baffled by how someone as oblivious and slow

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

she quickly looked away. “Is there anything

my clothes for dry cleaning.” Lennon nonchalantly handed his wet clothes to Cherise. “I thought you, like other women,

expect his teasing response. She hadn’t done it intentionally; she hadn’t even known

agreement,

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with her eyes closed as Lennon

this charming

were up to him, he’d never have the heart to let such an adorable woman work

touch, not out of excitement or embarrassment, but rather a discomfort

She asked with gritted

“I’m done.”

using his shirt to bundle the wet clothes, and handed them all to Cherise. “Walk two blocks down the street and

away, holding the clothes, and

watching her petite figure.

asking him for a maid from his household shouldn’t be

“Where’s your wife?”

in the living room, Lennon sipped his

brow furrowed slightly. “Probably

had been preoccupied with addressing some European matters alongside Mr. Hampson in the study,