Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

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Damien’s brow furrowed. Even now, after everything, Cherise was still worried about

Beckham’s feelings. Thinking about Beckham’s cold shoulder to her, Damien cherished

Cherise even more. He reached up, tilting her chin to meet his gaze. “Why do you care

what he thinks? Does he matter that much to you?” Cherise, eyes clear and determined,

nodded. “Of course! He’s my dad!” Sure, their relationship wasn’t as close as Elvis’s

couple, but the blood tie was undeniable. Of course, she cared! Damien, his eyes full of

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unspoken emotion, brushed a kiss against her lips. “There’s no need to worry about him

anymore. He already knows.” Cherise froze. “How… how does he know?” Cherise’s

stomach twisted. The news was barely a day old, and how come Dad already knew before

she and Lyra did? Her suspicions landed on Damien, her eyes flashing. “Was it you? You

told him?” Damien didn’t flinch. He held her gaze with a calmness that felt like a slap in

the face. “Yes. I went straight to him after what went down last night.” Cherise felt the air

thicken, her heart hammering against her ribs. Why

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would Damien keep this from her? She stared at him, speechless. Suddenly, she turned

her anger towards Damien. “Don’t you know how much this will hurt him? Why tell him

before me?” Anger, raw and sharp, edged her voice. It was understandable, Damien knew,

but a knot of worry twisted in his gut. In Cherise’s mind, Damien was always the careful

one, the one who weighed every move. Why would he do something she knew would cut

Dad so deep? Damien, his smile a little sad, tucked a stray hair behind Cherise’s ear.

“Cherry, I know you’re worried sick about your dad. It’s because you’re seeing things as

his daughter, but I’m not.” Cherise, still fuming, kept her hand away. She wasn’t ready for

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intimacy. “Then how do you see it?” (Image) Cherise wanted to argue, but he touched her

lips, silencing her. (Image) He stared at her, his jaw set. “I know this might piss you off,

doing this behind your back. But that’s what husbands do, right? Take the punches for

their wives. Whatever you throw at me, I deserve it.” Updаted at Drамanоvels.cом (Image)

How could I refute him? After all, he’s merely stating facts; my father’s favoritism towards

Gwenn is undeniable.

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