Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Chapter 919 Because Of You

Damien pursed his lips and glanced at Blake, who had been silent in the corner with his head down. “Blake.” The young man raised his head, looked at Damien silently, and lowered his head again. “Since Cherise won’t talk, you do the talking.” Damien pursed his lips and walked briskly to Blake. “Where did you go, and what did you do? Why did you come back like this?”

Blake pursed his lips and looked up at Damien, his eyes filled with immense hostility. “Are you angry that we came back alive?” Damien frowned deeply. He couldn’t help but admit that he was taken aback by Blake’s gaze, which was filled with animosity. Damien had never seen Blake look at him like that. It felt like Blake would pull out a knife and stab him at any moment.

Upon seeing Damien silent, Blake took a deep breath and stood up. “Cherry is like this because of you.” Damien narrowed his eyes, his voice turning cold. “What do you mean?”

“Am I wrong?” Blake sneered, “Mr. Kolson and I risked our lives to escape from those people with Cherry. After that, we saw a car from Lenoir Group, thinking we were saved.”

“Then?”

Those people said they were following your orders to kill the woman who had betrayed you.”

down and said, “Damien has been sending people

Blake forced a smile and was still looking at Damien nastily. “You sent so many people to intercept us. Mr. Kolson, Cherry, and I never expected to escape from the enemy’s siege only to be held at gunpoint by our own people.”

pursed his lips, trying to keep his voice as low

Blake looked up and glared at him coldly. “You think

teeth, reaching out to grab Blake’s collar. “Watch your words.

hands and pulled his hands off Blake’s collar. “Let him go!” Cherise was looking at him, but her gaze… was no longer as bright and tender as before. At that moment, her eyes were only filled with hostility, as if he

man froze slightly as his long, slender

you okay? Are you alright?” Cherise quickly rushed to Blake, nervously straightening his clothes. “Does it hurt?”

Maeve frowned. “What…”

doesn’t even recognize Mr. Lenoir anymore.”