Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Chapter 1001 Forgive My Unkindness

“What transpired back then was my fault…” Maeve’s face contorted with shame as she confessed. “I can’t forgive myself if my actions continue to affect you and Cherise…

“It’s alright,” Damien murmured wearily, closing his eyes and slumping onto the sofa. “Her thoughts are utterly poisoned by Sebastian. Even if you explain, it won’t make a difference.”

“What should we do then?” Maeve’s anxiety was palpable. She paced back and forth in the living room. “Why did you go up and argue with her again? She’s already harboring misconceptions about you. Aren’t you thinking clearly?”

“There’s no alternative. We’ll have to apologize to Cherise later.” Damien admitted with a helpless smile. “Right now, she sees me as an adversary. Even if I treat her kindly, she’ll perceive it as deception. It’s better to provoke her and position myself against her. She’ll take better care of herself despite her animosity towards me.”

As Damien finished speaking, Frances hurried down the stairs, excitement evident in her voice. “Mr. Lenoir, Mrs. Lenoir has eaten! She even asked for seconds!”

It seems she was truly famished, Damien remarked with a faint smile. Prepare more delicacies tailored to her preferences.”

eagerly. She had just turned away before she hesitated as

a positive sign that she has the energy to curse me, Damien remarked, a slightly amused smile

expedite the investigation on Jacob’s end,” Maeve interjected, her lips pressed into a thin line as she glanced at Damien. “Cherise’s hostility towards

nodded confidently. “I have a plan to address

window, Cherise spotted another pair stationed below. Frustration mounting, she reached for her phone, only to discover that the internet had been disconnected. Cherise felt

expectation for her to yield loomed, but she couldn’t bring herself to comply. She refused to

the day’s events and the hearty dinner she had consumed. Succumbing to weariness, she yawned, allowing herself to sink into the softness of the mattress, unknowingly

the door creaking open slowly. Someone settled on

Balance:

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