Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Chapter 862 A Sudden Revelation

In truth, a pang of hunger gnawed at Cherise’s stomach.

The ordeal of last night’s car ride had sapped much of her energy.

She pressed her lips together and instructed, “Pop it in the fridge for me; I’ll eat it when I

return.”

With a concerned glance, Frances slipped two packets of hot milk into Cherise’s bag. fearing she might grow famished on her way.

Cherise sipped on the warm milk, exiting the manor while settling into Mr. Kolson’s car.

Thirty minutes later, the vehicle pulled up at the research institute.

Just as before, upon stepping out of the car at the institute’s entrance, Cherise noticed her colleagues‘ furtive glances and hushed murmurs.

The unresolved plagiarism issue cast a pall over her interactions.

These silent judgments weighed heavily on Cherise’s spirits.

She hastened towards Heather’s usual workspace, milk in hand.

Heather had mentioned earlier that Mr. Whitlock sought to speak with her, prompting Cherise to head straight for his office.

meters of the door, Cherise caught the sound of

barely registered the first

one jolted

Heather’s voice!

forward, flinging open the director’s door!

her shook

clad in white, sat nearby, delicately puncturing Heather’s blisters with a needle

offering

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that had echoed earlier had been Heather’s cries as

earth are

composed demeanor cracked at

deign to acknowledge her presence, her tone icy, “I’m attending to

her wounds.”

Cherise watched Heather’s distress, unable to suppress

“Indeed,”

the ointment, “This is the special balm Ms. Weiss procured. It promises to heal wounds within

“Precisely,”

ointment from Mr. Whitlock and dabbing it onto Heather’s punctured blisters with a cotton swab. “It’s better to endure brief discomfort

will rupture eventually; it’s best to lance them

of mockery and challenge dancing in her ink–colored eyes. “As

not just about physical