Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Chapter 233 Do I Even Need Proof

He had an unusually fanatical gaze. “I was helping you!”

Cherise couldn’t help but take a step back.

The lan before her was no different from a madman.

He looked at her with a strange, crazy, and ruthless gaze. It was how the village fool in their hometown would look at others.

The man behind her pulled her into his arms perfectly.

Intense and bitter resentment flickered across Ian’s eyes when he saw Damien come out.

He sneered. “Don’t you have great eyesight? Why did you keep insisting on pretending to be at blind man?”

Damien let out an indifferent laugh. “Aren’t you quite underhanded, too, Mr. Philips? Why do you keep pretending to be virtuous and honorable?”

Ian choked and couldn’t say anything for a long time.

In the end, he glared at Damien ferociously. “No matter how underhanded I am, I’m not as bad as you!”

to force Cherise to marry you, and you even want her to birth

as he spoke. What right

he do as he likes because he’s rich

was a level playing field, but it fell into turmoil because of these rich people who were

icily. “Do you have proof that I used my wealth

I even

narrowed his eyes coldly. “When Cherise’s grandmother was severely ill in the hospital, the Lenoir family paid for her grandmother’s medical fees. After

your money to force Cherise, who was born impoverished, to marry

her lips, and her hands were

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said was

Damien for her grandmother’s

did

she got married, she discovered Damien

never compete fairly with others, regardless if

furious as he spoke. His face, badly battered after being beaten up by Lennon, started to distort. “Cherise can never give birth

like us don’t

ask you. You keep saying that

illness, where were you when Cherise felt

complexion instantly turned

words clearly touched