Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Chapter 890 Wifey, Behave

Cherise had just taken a step when a resounding crash followed. Her exquisite makeup made intimate contact with the carpet.

‘Hiss!’

As she began to struggle, a pair of large hands gently pulled her up.

“Be careful.” Damien helped her up and examined her reddened ankle. “Can you still walk?”

Cherise gritted her teeth and stubbornly took a step. “Ouch…”

Damien chuckled helplessly, squatting down to remove her high heels. “You shouldn’t wear these high heels when you’re not used to them. The children and I will be sad if you get hurt.”

Cherise blushed with embarrassment. “I thought…” *

She had noticed that the female employees in his company all wore stilettos like these, and she thought that wearing stilettos might make her look more professional.

However, she did not expect to be so clumsy and sprained her foot before leaving the house.

“Don’t go to work today.” Damien lifted her. “You should rest at home first.”

lips. “But what about your

it

I can’t let you do that!” Cherise pouted. She declared insistently,

shook his head helplessly. He

fetched a first aid kit, delicately applied ointment, and pasted a medicated plaster

that, he pressed her onto the bed and turned around

against the bed frame. She hopped over to him with her uninjured foot. “I work with my brain and hands, not my feet! Lwant to go

day earlier, she could help him sooner,

his gaze on her.

She nodded vigorously. “Without a

a

at him in shock. “Are…are you planning to carry me to the

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890 Wifey, Behave

you limp your way

arrived at the Lenoir Group

by myself It’s only a sprain. I just need to rest for a

Damien in the backseat, trying to break free from