Chapter 890 Wifey, Behave

Cherise had just taken a step when a resounding crash followed. Her exquisite makeup made intimate contact with the carpet.

‘Hiss!’

As she began to struggle, a pair of large hands gently pulled her up.

“Be careful.” Damien helped her up and examined her reddened ankle. “Can you still walk?”

Cherise gritted her teeth and stubbornly took a step. “Ouch…”

Damien chuckled helplessly, squatting down to remove her high heels. “You shouldn’t wear these high heels when you’re not used to them. The children and I will be sad if you get hurt.”

Cherise blushed with embarrassment. “I thought…” *

She had noticed that the female employees in his company all wore stilettos like these, and she thought that wearing stilettos might make her look more professional.

However, she did not expect to be so clumsy and sprained her foot before leaving the house.

“Don’t go to work today.” Damien lifted her. “You should rest at home first.”

pursed her lips. “But

of it myself

She declared insistently, “I’m fine! Let’s go

head helplessly. He

and pasted a medicated plaster on her ankle. “Rest well.”

pressed her onto the bed

bed frame. She hopped over to him with her uninjured foot. “I work with my brain and

day earlier, she could help him sooner, and he would not

gaze on her. “Are you sure?”

nodded vigorously. “Without a

so stubborn.” Damien sighed and picked her up. He instructed Frances to get Cherise a pair of

in shock. “Are…are you planning to carry

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890 Wifey,

Should I let you limp your way

at the Lenoir Group entrance.

only a sprain. I just need to rest

the backseat, trying to break free

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