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.

no hint of emotion as

shrieked at the top of his lungs,

eyes flashed red with anger.

supported the man and ordered, “What are you all

the man’s scream, “No one is allowed to bully my wife,” he demanded fiercely. “Who else wants to know what it’s like

faces of the people standing up

husband was the most muscular man

Damien even made him shriek

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of

“Target

wouldn’t be able to help her!”

boomed through the surroundings, giving courage to those too scared to stand

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

matter of seconds, they started to swarm over

her hands gripping the handle of Damien’s wheelchair. “Damien, what should

narrowed. Though they thought he was blind, he could see every inch of their movements through the cloth over

worst in people,” he said. “But don’t you all have parents and children to protect at home? Are

the skies as if to emphasize the

rooted to their spots while the brave ones continued to approach. Cherise and

they were surrounded, no one dared to