Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Chapter 1064 No More Mercy In a sudden flurry of action, there was a loud bang as the door was forcefully kicked open from the outside, revealing Damien storming into the room alongside Mr. Hampson.

"Are you okay?" Damien's concern was palpable as his eyes immediately fell upon the blood that stained Cherise's hand. Without a moment's hesitation, he closed the distance between them, pulling Cherise into his protective embrace. With gentle hands, he carefully examined her injured hand; his voice filled with urgency. "Where are you hurt?" "I'm the one that's hurt, me!" Sebastian's anguished cries echoed through the room as Mr. Hampson restrained him, the desperation evident in his voice. Clutching his bleeding hand, he continued to lament, "I'm going to die! I'm going to die!" However, Damien remained unfazed by Sebastian's cries, his attention solely focused on Cherise's well-being. Tuning out the distraught man's pleas, he remained steadfast in his efforts to assess and address Cherise's injuries.

After conducting a thorough examination of Cherise's condition, Damien finally released a relieved sigh. "You're alright," he remarked, his tone filled with genuine relief. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Cherise offered a reassuring smile. "I told you, I'm fine," she replied, her voice steady despite the recent turmoil.

When they first obstructed Trent, it was Cherise who proposed the audacious idea of voluntarily hiding in the suitcase, taking on the guise of the sedated Savannah.

However, her proposal was met with staunch opposition from not only Damien but also Mr. Hampson and Steve.

skepticism, Steve even attempted to contort himself into the cramped confines of the trunk. Yet, his towering six-foot stature made the endeavor a

abandoned the idea, acknowledging the impracticality of fitting into such a confined

Damien to trust in

defending herself; rather, her lapse in judgment

beside her into the cunning figure Sebastian had becwas

Damien's concerns for her safety

to search for Gwenn alongside Mr. Hampson inside the hotel, Damien's true focus

washed over him. "You've improved," he remarked with a hint of satisfaction, finally allowing

all, you're Mrs. Lenoir," he teased, "you can't be anything but excellent." Amidst the tender exchange between Damien and Cherise, Sebastian, still bleeding from his injured hand and held in check by Mr. Hampson, couldn't help but interject. "Can you sparefrom seeing you two being lovey-dovey right now? I'm injured here!" His words drew Damien's attention,prompting him to turn towards Sebastian with a raised eyebrow. Approaching cautiously, Damien' expression shifted to one of fake concern as he carefully inspected the long gash on Sebastian's hand. "You're injured?" he remarked, his tone betraying a hint of mock surprise. "You're bleeding profusely."

hand hung limply, the pain

shown you enough mercy," Damien remarked