Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Chapter 908 An Invitation

‘However, I don’t need you to treat me to a meal. I’ve long forgotten the taste of my childhood. What I love the most now is the food my husband cooks.’

After carefully reviewing the message several times to ensure there were no typos or ambiguities, Cherise pressed the send button.

Two seconds after sending the message, she received a response from Sebastian.

He sent a smiling emoji and responded, ‘You may have forgotten the taste of your childhood, but I still remember it.

‘If you have time, let’s meet up for a meal. I remember where I bought the drumsticks for you back then.’

Perhaps afraid that Cherise would refuse again, he added, ‘I went back to that store a few days ago. It’s still there and hasn’t closed down.

Cherise gripped her phone tightly, her eyes shooting back and forth between the phone and the view outside, still uncertain about how to respond.

Taking a deep breath, she simply turned off her phone and decided not to respond.

But an uneasy feeling still coiled around her heart.

Was it really okay to stand up to an old classmate like this? She thought anxiously, leaving her feeling adrift in a sea of uncertainty.

in mind, she looked up and glanced at the man driving

under his eyes, and there were even traces of redness in his

eyes.

past few days had been exhausting

contributed to his overexertion was

eyes, ruminating between Sebastian and Damien. Within seconds,

was no longer the same person he was back then.

night, holding her preciously in the palm of his

these two people was more important to

car arrived at

you thinking

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attention

considered meeting Sebastian for a split second, she panicked and waved her hands

noticed her uneasiness, but instead of further probing into her thoughts, he smiled faintly at her. “You seem distracted. Are you thinking about when the third and fourth should be

a loss for words.

a moment ago. Why

really likes children… I

of the car. Then she threw herself into his arms, kissing him on the cheeks. “Honey, do you really like children?” she asked, her round eyes beaming at

to pinch her delicate