Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 68 Why Are You Pretending

lan scoffed, “Mr. Lenoir, you give off the impression that you have perfect eyesight.”

He could even feel Damien’s piercing gaze penetrating the black silk blindfold.

It made him extremely uncomfortable.

Damien, however, wore a faint smile. “So, what do you suppose a blind person should be?”

“Submissive, timid, and allows others to push their boundaries without retaliation?”

Ian hesitated for a moment but recalled something, and his eyes turned cold.

He let out a sarcastic laugh and walked slowly towards Damien. “How did you know that I crossed my boundaries on Cherise?”

Aren’t you blind?

Slowly and steadily, Ian moved towards Damien. Yet, the man in the wheelchair remained calm as usual, sitting unmovingly with a serene countenance and a hint of a smile. “It seems you have put your hand on someone else’s wife, Mr. Philips.”

“As a student of the prestigious Adania University and the youngest orthopedic surgeon Adania Hospital, aren’t you ashamed of yourself for committing such ignoble deeds?”

Ian arched an eyebrow. “I guess compared to someone like you, who forces an innocent lady into marriage in exchange for money, my actions aren’t exactly frowned upon.”

stood before Damien, and while he thought Damien was distracted by his remark, he reached

hand and clamped onto lan’s wrist with his long and slender fingers before Ian could reach

lan’s wrist, causing him to tremble.

escaped his lips came out with a quavering voice, “Let… Let me go!”

a faint, enigmatic smile. “Mr. Philips, you seem very interested in my

with his other hand, desperate to free himself from Damien’s mighty grip, but to no

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resorted to launching a hefty

were swift as a deer, and in their brief scuffle, not only did lan not gain the upper hand, but his

lan was on the brink of exhaustion,

to the ground, struggling to catch his breath.

slammed against the metallic casing

wrist with clenched

I am blind.”

contrary to his hectic demeanor, Damien remained.

gently tossed a tissue on the ground. “Wipe

Ian’s

even colder. “Why are you pretending to