Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 62 A Different Breed

Damien chuckled indifferently. “Good idea.”

“Cool!”

Cherise laughed shyly and went upstairs to pack her bag.

Not long after, she skipped down the stairs, put on her shoes in the mudroom, waved him. goodbye with a bright smile, turned around, and a sudden realization struck. upon her.

He is blind…

He doesn’t know that I am waving at him.

So, she clumsily removed her shoes and scurried towards Damien, stopped by his wheelchair, and bent forward to place a kiss on his cheek.

“Darling, I’ve gotta run!”

She bolted away with red hot cheeks, heart thumping rapidly.

Sitting in the wheelchair, Damien watched her as she left, subconsciously rubbing his cheek where he had just been kissed.

“Id”ot,” he smiled.

“Sir.”

Hampson cautiously approached Damien. “Do I prepare… The medicine

a brow apathetically. “What

you

a threatening energy coming from Damien, Mr. Hampson gradually lowered his voice. “Besides, if Mrs. Lenoir were to conceive

you reckon the id*ot would be

was left

he

1/3

Hampson heaved a sigh of relief after finishing

Mrs. Lenoir truly is Mr. Lenoir’s lucky

how was last night?”

her. “Did you unleash your blind and hot husband’s

Not only did it help

Hohohoho…

enough to make everyone in class

to the roots of

her bag and

with a playful yet sly look. “Come on, give me some details. I’m

her lips. “Another word, and I’m

front could barely cover her

she had a

kindest person she had ever

well that she could read