My Blind Husband novel (Damien and Cherie)

Chapter 2

Cherise was confused, thinking Damien couldn’t see anything. “Can you bathe yourself if I leave?”

Damien didn’t answer, but the atmosphere grew colder. Realizing that Damien might be annoyed,

Cherise timidly took the bath scrub and left. “Be careful, alright? Call me if you need anything!” After

leaving the bathroom, Cherise became restless and unconsciously glanced at the door. The floor is slippery. What if he accidentally falls? What if he falls and dies? I’ve just gotten married and don’t wanna be a widow so soon… Just as Cherise’s mind was running wild, her phone rang. Lucy Staber,

her best friend, sent her a video titled ‘Revision Materials’. Revision materials? Why did she send me this when the final exams are still far off? Cherise wondered as she clicked into the video. “Mm…

Ahh…” To her shock, what came into sight was a woman pressing against a man! At once, Cherise

blushed to the root of her hair. In a panic, she wanted to close the video, but her knock-off phone froze

at that very moment, and she couldn’t switch it off no matter how she tried! Suddenly, the bathroom

door opened. When Damien heard the erotic sound, his face darkened. “What are you doing?” Cherise,

who was already sweating nervously, almost dropped her phone on the floor, frightened by Damien’s

sudden appearance. Flustered, she shoved her phone under the blanket. The volume became smaller,

but the woman in the video moaned more passionately. “You…” Damien stared sternly at Cherise. “I-

I’m watching a bathing video!” Cherise pressed the blanket forcefully, hoping to cover the sound. A

shadow fell across Damien’s countenance. “A bathing video?” “Yeah.” Cherise sat on the blanket,

nervously wiping the sweat from her forehead. “It was a man giving a woman a rubdown. The woman

was so comfortable that she moaned.” Damien was rendered speechless. Not only does she think I’m blind, but she probably also thinks I’m dumb. There was a pin-drop silence in the room beside the

woman’s muffled voice that emerged from under the blanket. Dressed in her sleepwear, Cherise

pressed onto the blanket in an awkward position. The warm, yellow light shed on her fair skin, exuding

an alluring aura. Damien’s breath grew heavier, and his eyes darkened. Beads of perspiration covered

Cherise’s forehead. She never knew pressing on a soft blanket could get this tiring! Fortunately, the

video ended after a while. Cherise wiped away her sweat and took out the overheating phone from the

blanket. Damien sat down at the edge of the bed and gazed at her with a half-smile. “Has the video

ended?” Cherise wore an awkward smile. “Yeah… Indeed, it’s not good to scrub too hard when

bathing…” Damien made no comments. Cherise immediately deleted the video and angrily messaged

Lucy. ‘You almost got me into trouble!’ Lucy replied instantly. ‘Come on. I’m being helpful!’ ‘Isn’t your

husband disabled? I especially found this video for you. Have you picked it up?’ Cherise’s face

reddened. ‘Go to hell!’ Since Damien was blind, Cherise didn’t excuse herself when texting Lucy. As a

result, Damien could clearly read their conversation. ‘My phone froze just as I was about to close the

video. And he heard it!’ ‘He asked me what I was doing. I barely managed to lie my way out!’ Damien

continued remaining silent. ‘Haha! Cherry, I’m laughing so hard right now!’ ‘You devil!’ ‘The first night is

precious. I shall not disturb you and your handsome blind husband any longer!’ Damien

frowned. Handsome blind husband? What an unflattering address. Taking a deep breath, Cherise put

down her phone and looked at Damien. “Let’s begin.” Damien stared at her but said nothing. Cherise

clenched her fists. She had known this man for less than twenty-four hours and knew he didn’t like her.

But… Sarah Miles, her aunt, had said it was a must during their first night. Otherwise, they wouldn’t be

happy for the rest of their marriage! She pounced onto Damien and encircled his neck with her arms,

clumsily kissing his cold lips. Her tongue ventured into his mouth and awkwardly touched his like a kid

sucking a jelly stick. Damien’s expression grew somber. Cherise looked serious and focused as she

was determined to complete the task. Damien placed his hands on her waist. “Will you regret it?”

Blushing, Cherise shook her head. “I won’t. You’re my husband.” A tinge of tenderness appeared in

Damien’s eyes as he gazed at the girl. “Are you afraid of pain?” He asked in a deep voice, restraining

his emotions. “No.” Cherise pursed her lips and wanted to press forward, but Damien grasped her

wrist. “It’s better for the man to take the lead.” … The next morning, the two servants who were in

charge of preparing breakfast arrived at the Lenoir Residence sleepily. “The new Mrs. Lenoir looks

ignorant, while Mr. Lenoir is blind and disabled. I wonder if last night was smooth for them.” “I guess so. Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

The bodyguards on duty last night said they heard Mrs. Lenoir making some noises.” “At first, she was

really loud. Later, it seemed like she hid under the blanket, but the moaning was still passionate.”

“Really? She seemed quite innocent. Who knows…” The servants gossiped as they walked toward the

kitchen. “Good morning!” The spectacled young lady, who wore a pink apron, cheerfully put two cups of

chocolate drinks on the dining table. “You came so early!” The atmosphere turned awkward as the two

servants exchanged glances. After confirming Cherise didn’t hear their conversation, they quickly

walked over to help Cherise. “Good morning, Mrs. Lenoir. You’re up so early.” Grinning, Cherise

glanced at the clock and said, “It’s not that early. It’s already past six!” In fact, she got up slightly later

than usual because she hadn’t slept well last night. The servants were flustered, thinking Cherise was

complaining about them being late. They hurried to prepare breakfast but found out that a variety of

food was already served. There were hard-boiled eggs, oatmeals, and a few golden pancakes. The

servants were shocked. “Mrs. Lenoir, these…” “I made them! I’m not sure what Damien likes, so I just

prepared something similar to what I usually prepare for my grandmother.” Then, she pushed the

pancakes to the servants. “I didn’t know you guys would come so early, so I didn’t prepare yours. You

can have this first. I’ll make more.”