Chapter 7


    Damien kissed Cherise’s lips before she could figure out her exnation. He kept a firm grip on her


    arms and locked her securely in his embrace, kissing her without restraint. Furthermore, his stern and


    domineering presence assailed her, making her feel light-headed. Whenever he kissed her, it felt like


    he sucked away a part of her soul. Then, he let her go andughed deviously. “Mrs. Lenoir, was that


    good enough for you?” Her heart thumped rapidly, and she was unable to calm down. She struggled


    and broke free of his embrace, only for him to trap her in his arms again. They were dangerously close.


    There was hardly any space between them. Cherise continued struggling, but Damien maintained a


    firm hold on her. It went on for some time until Cherise ran out of energy. She pursed her lips. “Why are


    you so strong…” Before they got married, Old Mr. Lenoir kept reminding Cherise that Damien was


    weak and sickly and that she should take good care of him. Therefore, she thought Damien was ill like


    her grandmother. However, she looked down and saw his big hands grabbing her slim waist. She had


    always had pride in her strength and health, yet she stood no chance against the ‘sickly’ Damien.


    Cherise pouted unhappily, causing her cheeks to puff up adorably. Damien smiled and moved her to a


    morefortable position. He ced her on hisp and said, “I can’t see, but I’mpletely healthy


    otherwise.” Then, he smirked deviously and moved his lips close to her ears. His gruff but maic


    voice stimted her eardrums. “I’m also healthy down there. Do you wish to test it out, Mrs. Lenoir?”


    Cherise’s heart nearly leaped out of her chest. Her face flushed and felt hot as she shook her head


    profusely. “No, no! I don’t want it!” Damien felt the urge to tease her. He held her earlobe between his


    lips. “Are you sure? Didn’t you say you will… give me a child?” “I… I will provide you with a child, but…


    not now!” Cherise was so startled by Damien’s words that she could not help but stutter. She could not


    figure out what Damien was thinking and feared he would want to do it in the car. “I mean, we… can’t


    do it!” Damien did not speak but stared at her with a dangerous and domineering gaze. His gaze


    frightened Cherise. He looks like he will… She looked like a frightened small animal as she looked at


    him with eyes filled with tears. “No…” Damien arched his eyebrows and asked calmly, “Are you sure?”


    “Yes…” Cherise sounded on the verge of crying. “You’re my husband, and you can do anything to me.


    But…” She sniffled. “We mustn’t do it in the car! The driver’s here… It’s embarrassing…” Cherise was


    still a conservative person at heart. She could never do something so scandalous… Damien smiled


    calmly. “I can ask the driver to leave the car.” “No… That won’t do. I’ve seen much news about people


    getting into idents while being intimate in the car…” Then, she continued tentatively, trying to figure


    out his mood, “We can do it in our bed… or if you don’t like the bed… I’m okay with the floor…” Damien


    chuckled in amusement. “But weren’t you doubtful of my virility?” “No, I wasn’t!” Cherise shook her


    head urgently. “I… I took the wrong medicines. Those weren’t for you.” Weren’t they for me? Damien


    smiled. “In that case, Mrs. Lenoir… who are they for?” Cherise was rendered speechless. Her


    exnation worsened the misunderstanding. She panicked and came up with a nonsensical


    exnation. “They are for my friend, Lucy. Her boyfriend has all kinds of sexual dysfunctions, so she


    went to the hospital to get medicines for him. They identally mixed up with mine.” Lucy tricked me


    first. She can’t me me for dragging her into this! She looked so serious while mumbling nonsense


    that Damien’s eyes crinkled in good humor. Sensing his anger receded, Cherise hugged his arm gently


    and tugged them. “I honestly took the wrong medicines. Why would I suspect my husband to have


    sexual dysfunction?” Her voice was sweet as honey. At the same time, the car stopped. Damien said


    indifferently, “You have half an hour to change your clothes.” His tone remained solemn, but Cherise


    detected a hint of mirth in his voice. He’s not angry with me anymore! She got off hisp immediately


    and exited the car. Then, she took a step and suddenly recalled something. She turned around and


    asked, “You’re not getting out?” Damien calmly smirked and replied, “Mrs. Lenoir, are you asking


    because you wish to continue what we were doing in the bedroom?” Cherise was too embarrassed to


    say anything and escaped into the vi. Seeing her running away in embarrassment, Damien rested his


    hands behind his head. His lips curved into a smile. … Cherise and Frances searched the wardrobe for


    ten minutes before finding something they could agree on. They decided on ady-like light pink dress


    for Cherise. After putting on the dress, Frances carefully did Cherise’s makeup to match the style of her


    dress. Other than yesterday’s wedding, Cherise had never worn such a beautiful dress or had such


    exquisite makeup. She looked in the mirror and saw she was beautiful as a princess, prompting her to


    twirl happily. Frances smiled at her reaction and said, “Mrs. Lenoir, the half an hour is nearly up.”


    Cherise came to her senses and quickly grabbed her purse before stepping out in seven centimeters


    tall high heel shoes. She was too innocent to conceal her desires. Anyone could see she was eager to


    show off her new look to Damien. However, she fell silent when she saw the ck ribbon over his


    eyes. Damian can’t see anything… No matter how nicely I dress up, he won’t be able to see it or


    compliment me about it. She pursed her lips in disappointment. “We can go now.” Damien nced at


    her indifferently before saying. “Start driving.” The driver drove the car away from the vi. “Frances


    has a good taste in fashion.” Damien’s tone softened slightly. “You must look beautiful right now.”


    Cherise perked up immediately. “Yes, you’re right. Frances selected a lovely dress for me!” She


    described excitedly how gorgeous her dress was. At the same time, she held his hand and guided him


    to touch her dress. “There’s a ribbon here. Can you feel it? It’s a pretty ribbon!” “Also, this part is


    tailored in such a style as to make my waist appear slimmer. Can you feel it? I look especially slim right


    now…” As the car traveled, she innocently guided his hand to touch all over her body. Sometimes, his


    hand identally touched her smooth skin. However, she did not mind and chattered on eagerly.


    Damien could not help but smile as he saw how delighted she was. Silly girl. Cherise talked so much


    that her mouth began to feel dry. At the same time, the car stopped. The driver unfolded the wheelchair


    skillfully and opened the door to help Damien get onto it. Cherise was stunned by the beautiful and


    opulent house before her. I thought Damien’s vi looked luxurious. Who knew… “Damien, what brings


    you to Lenoir Residence today? Oh, right. I almost forgot. You got married yesterday. Are you bringing


    your wife to meet Grandpa?” A mocking male voice sounded. Cherise frowned and turned toward the


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    voice. A man in ck attire stood at the main door with his arms crossed. He looked at Cherise and


    Damien with a smirk. As she looked at the man, he looked into her eyes and gave an unexpected wink.


    “Is she the wife you married yesterday?” Cherise shuddered. She had seen him in the Lenoir family’s


    portrait. He was Damien’s cousin, Tristan Lenoir. Tristan looked like a gentleman but was a rake. He


    walked toward them and tantly leered at Cherise. “I didn’t expect to have such a beautiful woman as


    my sister-inw.”