Chapter 6


    The atmosphere in the vi turned sullen. Damien nced at the bottles of medicine on the table. His


    gaze turned cold as he said, “It turns out my wife is concerned about me. I’ve wrongly used her.”


    However, Cherise was not stupid. She keenly sensed the sarcasm in his tone and gaze. Damien turned


    to the butler and gestured to him indifferently. The butler hurried over and took the bottles of medicine


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    away. Cherise felt guilty. “Why did you get the butler to take them away? Don’t… you want to take


    them?” He seems in a bad mood. Damien pursed his lips and smiled vaguely. “Let’s have lunch.” His


    voice was gruff and cold. Cherise sensed the surrounding air turn chilly. It looks like he’s angry. Cherise


    sped her hands nervously. I brought him medicine on the second day of our marriage. Is it


    wrong? Did giving him the medicine so soon after our wedding make him think I detest him? Cherise


    suddenly recalled Lucy’s advice. ‘A disabled person has low self-esteem.’ She could not resist


    grumbling about Lucy in her mind. Goodness, Lucy! You know a disabled person has low self-esteem.


    Why did you ask me to get those medicine? But I’m partially at fault. I should have expected this. “Eat


    up,” Damien said gruffly. Cherise grabbed a fork and began to eat. She felt nervous and tensed


    throughout the meal. Once she finished her food, the butler approached her and said, “Mrs. Lenoir, Old


    Mr. Lenoir called and invited you and Mr. Lenoir to dinner tonight. The driver will pick you up after


    school, so please refrain from scheduling other activities.” “I understand.” Cherise smiled politely. “I


    don’t have any ns tonight anyway.” Her eyes crinkled as she smiled, making her appear sincere and


    adorable. Anyone would think she was too innocent to have any schemes. After saying that, she


    grabbed her bag and waved at Damien. “I’m off to school!” Once she disappeared from the room, the


    butler stood behind Damien and said respectfully. “I’ve sent the medicine to ab for testing. The result


    will be ready soon.” He paused and could not resist adding, “I don’t think Mrs. Lenoir is a calctive


    person.” Damien looked indifferently in the direction Cherise had left. “Investigate the doctor who asked


    her out.” The butler pursed his lips and reminded, “The driver said Mrs. Lenoir’s friend brought the


    medicine. I think her friend is more suspicious…” However, Damien’s domineering aura intimidated the


    butler into silence. Damien smiled vaguely, “I wish to investigate the man who asked my wife out. Do


    you have any problem with that?” “No… No, sir!” … Once the sses were over, Cherise left the


    campus to find the driver waiting at the main gate. Moreover, a magnificent Rolls-Royce was parked


    nearby. Her heart sank. She rushed the driver and said urgently, “We must leave now!” Cherise feared


    other students would see her getting into a luxury car and spread rumors. Unfortunately, what one


    feared tended toe true. Once she entered the car, she nced through the window and saw her


    ssmate, Cressa Lyes looking at her with a shocked expression. Oh no… Cherise’s heart sank.


    Cressa was the campus’ notorious gossiper. Any secrets she discovered would be spread all over the


    campus before the end of the day. “Sit tight.” A gruff male voice sounded as Cherise pondered how to


    salvage the matter, prompting her to turn to him in shock. A man with a strip of ck silk over his eyes


    was sitting in the seat behind her. She could feel the intimidating aura around him. Cherise eximed,


    “Why are you here?” Didn’t the butler say the driver would pick me up for dinner with Old Mr.


    Lenoir? “It’s on the way,” Damien replied sinctly as he leaned into the seat made of genuine leather.


    He appeared reluctant to speak. It seems he hasn’t gotten over what happened at noon… Cherise


    looked out the window gloomily. After the car traveled for a while, she noticed something was


    wrong. Why isn’t this car heading to Old Mr. Lenoir’s house but to our home? She frowned. “Why aren’t


    we going to Grandpa’s ce?” Damien answered disdainfully, “Do you want to meet him while dressed


    like this?” His words prompted Cherise to look at her clothes. She wore a pair of faded jeans from


    repeated wash and a white T-shirt with ck writing ‘Rude Fairies!’. Oh… My clothes aren’t appropriate


    for meeting an elder. But… “How do you know what I’m wearing?” Isn’t he blind? Damien snorted. “I


    don’t trust your taste.” Cherise was rendered speechless. Even though she was mild-tempered, she


    could not help but feel displeased to be mocked repeatedly. Thus, she rolled her eyes at him. Then,


    remembering that he could not see her, she scowled at him. Once she had enough of venting her


    anger, she pursed her lips and looked out the window. “Since you made me go home to change my


    clothes, you should have stayed there. Why bothering out?” He can’t see. It must have been


    troublesome to leave the house repeatedly. Damien smirked. He turned to the driver and said


    indifferently, “Mr. Kolson.” A divider immediately appeared between the front and back seats, creating


    two sealed-off spaces in the car. Damien moved gracefully as he offered Cherise a document. “Have a


    look at it.” Cherise was confused, but she flipped through the document nevertheless. It was ab test


    report. The items tested were two bottles of ubeled medicine. Ubeled medicine? Aren’t these the


    ones from Lucy? The ones I gave him this afternoon? Cherise was shocked that Damien tested the


    medicine she gave him. On further thought, she realized he was right to get them tested. After all, he


    had a weak constitution and could not simply take any medication. It would be troublesome if they


    triggered his allergy. Rich people are so thoughtful! With that in mind, she skipped the rest of the report


    and read the conclusion. “Huh…” Cherise was stumped as she read the test result. ‘Our tests identified


    the samples as drugs to treat the male reproductive system, specifically impotence, premature


    ejaction, and other conditions.’ Cherise was rendered speechless. What’s going on? Her hands


    shook, and the document fell onto the carpet with a loud st. Damien’s tone carried a hint of threat.


    “My wife thinks I’mcking in that department.” “No… I didn’t… I…” Cherise was so flustered that she


    kept stuttering. When Lucy gave her the medicine, she said they were for his eyes. Cherise and Lucy


    were close, so Cherise never expected Lucy to trick her. If she had known the medicine’s actual usage,


    she would never have epted them. Damien suddenly reached out and grabbed her, lifting her onto


    hisp. He had an intimidating yet seductive aura. Cherise hated herself for blushing. “I…” “Seems like


    my wife is dissatisfied with our wedding night.” He held Cherise’s chin with his big hand and slowly


    parted his lips. “So, she went to the hospital on the second day of our marriage and got me those


    medicines. How kind of her.” A strip of ck ribbon covered his eyes, making him appear sensual and


    flirtatious. Cherise instinctively avoided Damien’s gaze as he held her chin. “I… I didn’t know the


    medicines were for that purpose!” “I thought they were for…” “Mmn…”