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.”

as oblivious and slow as her could have managed to keep her job without getting

in time, she caught a glimpse of Lennon unbuttoning his shirt, revealing his well-defined

and she quickly

wet clothes to Cherise. “I thought you, like other women, got me

done it intentionally; she hadn’t

agreement,

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closed as Lennon lightly pinched her

did Damien find this charming

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

touch, not out of excitement or embarrassment, but rather a discomfort at being touched by a

changing?” She asked

“I’m done.”

two blocks down the street and

away, holding the clothes, and

petite figure. A sly grin

asking him for a maid from his household shouldn’t

“Where’s your wife?”

the living room, Lennon

brow furrowed slightly. “Probably at

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