Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 173 A Dark Blue Silhouette

His hands froze in mid-air as they were caught hold of by someone.

The man sitting in the wheelchair bore an air of calmness.

His long fingers were wrapped tightly around the other man’s wrist.

The other man’s forehead scrunched into a deep scowl. His muscles started to tense up as he tried to pull away.

But his hands were caught in place under Damien’s grip.

“Honey!”

Vivian’s eyes widened in shock at the sight before her.

Her husband was a trainer at the local gym. Every muscle was perfectly sculpted and toned.

No one in town was stronger than her husband.

But the man in the wheelchair, with a firm grip on his arm, stopped him from hitting Cherise.

A glob of sweat trickled down his temple.

emotion as he

shrieked at the top of his lungs, “My hand! It’s dislocated!”

flashed red with anger.

ordered, “What are you

one is allowed to bully my wife,” he demanded fiercely. “Who

faces of the people standing

husband was the most muscular man in

even made him shriek in pain.

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capable of defeating

over. “Target

blind. He wouldn’t be

voice boomed through the surroundings, giving courage to those too scared to stand up to Damien and help her.

get to the girl behind him! After all, there were so many of them. How could he help her if

seconds, they started

clenched her fists tightly, her hands gripping the handle of Damien’s wheelchair. “Damien,

thought he was blind, he could see every

into his embrace. “A bad environment can indeed bring out the worst in people,” he said. “But don’t you all have parents and children to protect at home? Are you sure karma won’t

the skies

to their spots while the

were surrounded, no one dared to