My Blind Husband

Cherise was taken aback. “So... if | wasn’t with you tonight, would you have declined?”

The man nodded, an uncertain smile plastered on his face as he said gently, “While | am happy to support the orphanage, | am not fond of these events

Cherise swallowed a lump in her throat, internally admonishing herself for her impulsive behavior.

Her hands clenched down on the leather seat underneath her. “Then... what should we do...”

“There’s nothing we can do,” Damien sighed in resignation. “I must accompany Mrs. Lenoir to the event.” “If Mrs. Lenoir feels guilty, she can find a way to make it up to me.”

How do | make it up to him?

Cherise chewed on her bottom lip, lost in thoughts of dire consequences to her. Furrowing her brows, she said meekly, “You wouldn't... expect me to... have more children as compensation, would you?”

That would be too excessive! she thought horrifically to herself. Her eyes widened into big, helpless circles as if pleading for Damien to spare her.

“Mrs. Lenoir is truly astute,” the man chuckled as he started the car. “You always guess what | want right away.” Cherise gulped nervously, her body flushing pink.

She wished she could take back the words she accidentally spoke out loud.

Furrowing her eyebrows, she recollected that moments ago, in the orphanage, he was insinuating the very same thing. She couldn't believe that a kiss between them nearly made her forget about his comments earlier.

Taking a deep breath, her lips grew thin and firm as she gazed out of the car window. “Damien,” she said seriously. Silence lingered in the air for a few minutes before he finally responded, “Yes?”

“| don’t want to have more children for now.”

“Why?” he asked, arching an eyebrow.

“Because | believe two are sufficient.”

She pursed her lips, continuing, “Is Ren not intelligent enough, or is Sera not adorable enough? Why do you always desire a third and fourth child?”

It was not the first time he had brought up the topic in front of her.

Even when they never used protection, he would express his desire for a third and fourth child.NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

But she truly felt they didn’t need so many children...

Asmile lit up on the corner of his lips as he continued to focus on the road. “It’s just a small wish | have.”

Taking a deep breath, his tone turned serious, “When my sister faked her death and disappeared before, | felt very lonely.” “| thought at that time, if | ever have children in the future, there should be more than two.”

“Because if something unexpected happens... the one left behind will be very lonely.”

“However.”

The man took a deep breath, his voice becoming solemn, “That’s just my opinion.”

“If you truly don’t want to, | won’t pressure you.”

“Every time | bring up the idea of a third and fourth child, it's simply to tease you.”

The man’s words left Cherise speechless for a moment.

All along, she thought Damien just enjoyed teasing her by seeing her reaction whenever he brought it up, but she hadn't anticipated... that behind his desire for a third and fourth child were the memories and wishes he had as a lonely child. The atmosphere in the car grew heavy.

Cherise was at a loss for words for a moment, so she decided to avoid the topic and peacefully played with her phone. Visit noveldrama.org to read the latest

Damien confiscated her phone since the afternoon, so when she finally opened up her notifications, she was met with hundreds of messages. Visit noveldrama.org to read the latest

There were all sorts of messages, all of them varied in subject and content. Most of them were messages from Heather and Lucy.

After finally responding to the two, Cherise was about to switch off her phone when she noticed a message at the bottom. Visit noveldrama.org to read the latest

The message was from Sebastian Weiss.

It was brief, only two sentences.

‘I did not know that you still enjoy eating drumsticks.

‘Let me treat you to some another day as a commemorative token of our childhood.

Cherise held her phone in her hands, unsure how to formulate a response.

Apart of her believed that she should reply, out of courtesy of their former relationship.

The other remembered that she was also Damien’s wife, and she shouldn’t get too close to his rivals.

After much deliberation, Cherise finally replied politely, “Yes, | still love eating drumsticks, thanks to you.’