Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Chapter 1063 No Empty Threats

Having fully reclaimed her memories, Cherise underwent a profound transformation.

Her gaze narrowed with determination as she delicately poised the surgical knife against Sebastian's carotid artery.

A thin stream of blood trickled from the knife, echoing the sinister grin that crept across her lips. "You're out of options," she said

coldly. "So, tell me, what makes you think it's just an idle threat if I push this blade further into your neck?"

Sebastian stood motionless, every muscle in his body tensed with apprehension. He dared not so much as twitch, acutely aware of

the knife's edge pressing against his carotid artery.

A faint throbbing sensation pulsed in his neck, a constant reminder of the precarious situation he found himself in. This time, there

was no room for doubt. Cherise's resolve was palpable, her demeanor unyielding and devoid of mercy.

Her eyes, once warm and familiar, now glinted with an icy determination that sent a chill down Sebastian's spine. The air around

them crackled with tension, thick with the weight of the moment.

Sebastian's heart hammered in his chest; each beat echoing loudly in the silence of the alley. He knew better than to provoke

Cherise further. Her unwavering gaze held him captive, rendering him powerless to do anything but stand there, consumed by a

sense of dread.

Sebastian wasn't immune to the fear of death, but in the past, he had been confident in his assessment of Cherise. He believed her

to be inherently kind, using threats merely as a means of intimidation rather than genuine intent to cause harm.

However, in that tense moment, a chilling realization washed over him. The aura surrounding Cherise was no longer one of empty

threats or bluffs. Instead, he could feel the palpable menace radiating from her, an unmistakable aura of murderous intent that

sent a shiver down his spine.

It was a stark departure from the Cherise he thought he knew, and Sebastian couldn't shake the feeling of dread that settled

heavily upon him.

Sebastian's throat tightened as he swallowed nervously, his voice trembling slightly as he spoke. "Cherise, please, calm down."

But Cherise's response was immediate and resolute. "How do you expectto calm down!" she retorted, her tone sharp with

frustration.

Biting her lip, Cherise's icy gaze bore into Sebastian's, her eyes flashing with a mixture of anger and resolve. "I have no desire to

resort to violence, even after all the things you've done to me," she declared firmly. "It's easy forto just vanish from your eyes

altogether."

"lI won't resort to extrmeasures against anyone," Cherise asserted firmly, her voice carrying a note of determination, "as long

as you remain incapable of touchingor causing harm."

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next move, poised

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she twisted away, eluding

frantic struggle, Sebastian's aggressive movement inadvertently caused his palm to collide

thin wound appeared on his