Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Chapter 998 Unveiling Deceptions.

“Didn’t you demand an explanation?”

The man glanced back at her with an icy stare. “Tll procure an explanation for you,” he retorted curtly before shutting the door behind him, leaving Cherise alone in the silence of their chambers.

From behind the barrier of the closed door, Cherise listened intently as Damien issued instructions to Frances. His voice, though muffled, carried a sense of authority and concern.

“Cherise has had a mishap,” he explained calmly, his words filtering through the thick wood. “She may not feel inclined to freshen up after she fell into the trash can. Ensure she is properly bathed and dressed in clean attire.”

“I’ve arranged for Lennon to procure her favorite fragrance from abroad,” he continued, his tone unwavering. “Sprinkle it throughout the room to create a more comfortable atmosphere.”

“And…”

Pausing momentarily, Damien’s voice took on a softer tone. “Given her current state of mind, prepare a meal that she enjoys,” he instructed, his concern evident in every word.

Having conveyed his directives, Damien leaned in to murmur a few additional instructions to Frances, his voice barely audible as he imparted his final guidance and slowly left.

Cherise sank to the floor as his footsteps faded into the distance, leaning heavily against the door.

This man… even in moments of turmoil, he exhibited such care and concern, enlisting the aid of their household staff to tend to her needs.

It was difficult for Cherise to reconcile this compassionate side of him with the portrait painted by Sebastian, the man who had manipulated her amnesia and harbored a deep-seated vendetta against her.

The memory of their tumultuous kiss in the car flashed through her mind unbidden.

She subconsciously traced her lips with her fingertips

Upon her lips, the lingering sensation of the wound he had inflicted remained.

Closing her eyes, she replayed the emotions etched on Damien’s face during that heated moment.

His demeanor unmistakably conveyed a simmering anger.

limited

of his feelings, realizing that his ire

her in response to her perceived self-deprecation, not in

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said that she was demeaning herself, not demeaning the

and the former Cherise, who hadn’t lost her memory,

a pang of sadness within her, prompting a desire to shed a few tears.

her newfound wariness towards him, she couldn’t

How deeply

loss, she struggled to comprehend the depth of his

“Madam?”

your favorite incense. Would you like me to open the

Cherise contemplated whether to

she relented and opened it,

room with a gentle smile, the aroma of the incense she carried immediately pleasing Cherise’s

She liked it.

bath, she couldn’t help but inquire softly, “Are you and Mr. Lenoir having a disagreement?”

“Sort of,” she admitted, her

with a seriou expression. “We had an argument because…” she began, hesitating briefly before

“Thud!”

thud echoed through the room as the incense burner

she quickly knelt down to clean up the mess, her movements hurried and agitated. “Who would spread such falschoods?” she exclaimed,

“My first love was the

we were childhood sweethearts,” Cherise continued, her voice laced with a

village during junior high and made a promise to be together when we grew up.” She paused,