Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Chapter 1081 Rescue and Reckoning "Your rescuer," the man's voice held a hint of arrogance as he waved his hand dismissively. "As I've mentioned before, you're not entitled to know my name." "Just bear in mind that your adversaries are Cherise and Damien. I'm someone who extended you aid, and that's the only thing you need to be aware of." After that, he presented Gwenn with a card containing a phone number. "In the future, should you ever require aid, feel free to dial this number." Gwenn accepted the card, her expression clouded with puzzlement, her eyes searching the enigmatic stranger's face for answers. "Why go through all this for me?" she asked, her voice tinged with a mixture of curiosity and suspicion. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

The stranger's response was cryptic, delivered with a nonchalant shrug. "No specific motive," he replied.

Gwenn's lips tightened into a tight line, her mind whirling with countless questions and hypotheses. A stranger who seemed intimately acquainted with her struggles against Cherise and Damien, and even her complicated relationship with Evan and his infidelity...

It was clear that this man had been observing her for stime, and his motives were shrouded in secrecy.

And it wasn't merely an observation; he had intervened to rescue her and provided a means for her to seek assistance from him in the future...

In light of all this, Gwenn couldn't help but wonder about the true intentions of this man...

"Do you harbor feelings for me?" she asked, her brow furrowing with curiosity.

Gwenn regarded herself to be just as appealing as Cherise, possessing a figure to rival hers. It was not uncommon for random passersby to be drawn to her, search for her details online, and offer assistance whenever she needed.

With a subtle tilt of her head, she widened her eyes at him, her words measured and deliberate. "In fact," she began, her tone tinged with a hint of playful flirtation, "I find you attractive. Since you've cto my aid, I'll offer you a chan-" "Take it." The man's interruption cut off Gwenn's sentence.

hand mirror to Gwenn, his expression inscrutable even

mirror, breathing out a slow breath to calm her racing thoughts as she obediently scrutinized her reflection. Despite the slight dishevelment caused by her recent ordeal, she couldn't help

Jude asked, his tone devoid of warmth or

her voice tinged with uncertainty as she met

curtly, his tone leaving no room for

flung it out of the car window with a casual flick

eyes," Jude continued, his voice cold and unforgiving, "There's no way I'll find someone with a face filled with plastic and silicone attractive." Gwenn bit down on her lip, her mind reeling from the harshness of his words. She tried to speak, to defend herself against his accusations,

face filled with plastic and

the man's words seemed to cut deeper than mere criticism, striking

over," the man's icy command cut through the tense

side of the road, the engine purring softly as it

a sense of resignation, the man moved to get down from the vehicle, his movements swift and decisive. But then, as if a change of heart had taken hold, he hesitated, his gaze lingering on Gwenn's form Little did Gwenn know that after five seconds had passed, the Maserati roared to life and drove off, leaving her to stand alone by the

stomp of her foot, Gwenn watched the departing car vanish into the distance, a sense

after Gwenn's flight flew away from Calais, Cherise was

station; her forehead creased in concern as she scrolled