Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

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.”

Cherise pursed her lips. “But what about your work…”

“I’ll take care of it myself for now.”.

“No, I can’t let you do that!” Cherise pouted. She declared insistently, “I’m fine! Let’s go to work!”

Damien glanced at her swollen ankle and shook his head helplessly. He immediately carried her back

to the bedroom.

Then, he fetched a first aid kit, delicately applied ointment, and pasted a medicated plaster on her

ankle. “Rest well.”

After saying that, he pressed her onto the bed and turned around to leave.

“Damien Lenoir!” Cherise clenched her teeth, bracing herself against the bed frame. She hopped over Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

to him with her uninjured foot. “I work with my brain and hands, not my feet! Lwant to go to work!”

If she could start working a day earlier, she could help him sooner, and he would not be so exhausted.

Damien turned around, focusing his gaze on her. “Are you sure?”

“Absolutely!” She nodded vigorously. “Without a doubt!”

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

slippers at the door. Then he headed out, carrying Cherise to the car.

Cherise looked at him in shock. “Are…are you planning to carry me to the office?”

“Of course. Should I let you limp your way there?”

The car soon arrived at the Lenoir Group entrance.

“I can walk by myself It’s only a sprain. I just need to rest for a while!”

Cherise kept pushing against Damien in the backseat, trying to break free from his embrace.

But Damien would never let her go, His large hands gripped her arms like a vice, rendering her

immobile. Then, he lifted her and strode out of the car.

It was the peak of the morning rush to work, and many employees were at Lenoir Group’s entrance

with bagels and coffee in hand. They all witnessed their boss exiting the car, gently holding his wife as

if she were a delicate treasure.

The boss was still as tall and handsome as ever, but his face showed an extremely gentle expression

they had never seen before.

He looked down affectionately at the woman in his arms, saying, “Don’t move. Everyone is watching.”

Cherise was too aghast to speak.

Since put me down!

However, instead of putting her down, he raised his voice for everyone to hear, speaking indulgently,

“Wifey, behave.”

With that, he gently placed a kiss on her forehead.

Everyone at Lenoir Group’s entrance fell entrance fell utterly silent.