Chapter 8
Tristan’s gaze made Cherise ufortable. She took a deep breath and smiled politely at Tristan
before pushing Damien in his wheelchair toward the house. However, Tristan extended his arm and
blocked her way as she tried to walk past him. “Why are you so anxious to go in? Are you afraid to talk
to me?” He crossed his arms and looked at Damien with disgust and contempt. In contrast, his voice
was kind, with a hint of concern. “Damien, your wife keeps avoiding me. I think she has an ulterior
motive for marrying you.” He briefly nced at Cherise’s chest with leering eyes. Cherise frowned and
instinctively turned away. But that only made him leer at her more daringly. His lips curved into an
arrogant smirk. “Damien, Grandpa is old and might be unable to see through the tricks of young women
like her. On the other hand, I have vast experience. What about this? I’ll talk to your wife privately and
assess her character for you!” Cherise tightened her grip on Damien’s wheelchair. Although she was an
orphan from the countryside, her uncle and his wife were generous to her. Thus, she grew up well and
developed beautiful curves. Although several male students ogled her body at school, she was not
afraid because Lucy protected her. However, Cherise was now in Lenoir Residence, Tristan’s territory.
Furthermore, Damien was blind and could not see how Tristan looked at her. He would also not know
what Tristan would do to her if he were to permit Tristan to talk to her in private. Cherise could not
rebuff Tristan because he had not done anything out of bounds. She bit her lip, praying that Damien
would not agree to Tristan’s unreasonable request. Damien sensed Cherise’s hands trembling behind
him. Even with the ck ribbon over his eyes, he could see Tristan’s leering expression illuminated by
the streetmp. Thus, he pursed his lips and replied indifferently. “This is the first time you have shown
so much concern for me after all these years. I remember when my previous fiancée died in a car
ident, you said, ‘Who cares. She’s better off dead than marrying a cursed man.’” Tristan’s
expression darkened. He cleared his throat. “It was only a joke. Damien, I offer to vet your wife out of
concern for you. After all, you can only hear her voice, but…” His gazended on Cherise’s trim waist
before continuing, “I can see everything about her.” He looked at Cherie with unconcealed desire.
“That’s why it’s best that you allow me to examine her for you.” Cherise’s face turned pale. Tristan
sounded sincerely concerned but looked at Damien with disdain and mockery. How dare he use me
of having ulterior motives? “She is only a country bumpkin. You shouldn’t trouble yourself over her,
Tristan.” Then, Damien continued evenly, “It’s not easy for me to get a wife. I’m happy to ept her
even if she approaches me ulteriorly.” “Furthermore,” heughed and said, “Cherise is an orphan.
She’s likely jinxed, too, since she is married to a cursed man like me. It would be unfortunate if you met
with a disaster after talking to her.” Damien’s words were heavily implied with a warning. Tristan was
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briefly stunned. Thinking that Cherise could be cursed like Damien, Tristan stepped back and turned
the other way, not daring to look at her again. He was not usually superstitious, but it was better to be
safe than sorry regarding such things. Damien wanted tough as he looked at Tristan’s expression.
“We will head in first.” Cherise breathed a sigh of relief and pushed the wheelchair through the gate. As
she walked past Tristan, she felt a sudden pain in her butt. It felt like someone pinched her. A wave of
disgust filled her. She recklessly rushed ahead, pushing Damien into the residence’spound.
Cherise only dared to pause once they reached a small garden. However, she was still afraid. She did
not expect to experience sexual harassment for the first time at the hands of her husband’s cousin.
Worse, it was right outside his grandfather’s house. “Is something wrong?” Damien asked with a frown.
“No, it’s nothing.” Cherise did not dare to tell Damien the truth. It was because she, Damien, and
Tristan were the only ones at the scene just now. Even if she told Damien what Tristan did, all Tristan
had to do was deny it, and she could do nothing against him. Then, the Lenoir family would think
Cherise was a troublemaker and that Damien had lost his mind in siding with her. Therefore, she had
no choice but to stay silent despite what Tristan had done to her. “Can I have some water?” Damien’s
words pulled her back to reality. There was not a single servant in the garden. Cherise pursed her lips
and replied, “I’ll get you a ss of water. Please wait for a moment.” Then, she entered the vi to get
water for him. However, Lenoir Residence was too vast. It took her some time to find a ss of water.
When she returned, Damien had put down a phone for the visually impaired. “This ce is too big.”
She wiped her sweat-covered forehead. Damien epted the ss of water and sipped before saying
indifferently, “Do you regret marrying me?” Cherise immediately shook her head. “No, I don’t regret
it.” Although he is disabled and is regarded as cursed by others, I would never be able to find enough
money to treat Grandma’s illness without his help. He saved my Grandma. Why would I regret marrying
someone who saved her? Silence fell between them. After a while, Damien sighed and said, “You must
let me know if anyone wronged you. I may not be able to see, but it doesn’t mean I don’t care.” Cherise
was a forgiving person. After running around Lenoir Residence, shepletely forgot about the
incident with Tristan. Therefore, she did not realize Damien referred to what had happened previously.
She nced at the sky and said, “Should we go in?” Damien paused before answering, “Sure.” They
arrived at the living room to find Old Mr. Lenoir chatting with Damien’s uncle, Raymond Lenoir, and
Raymond’s wife, Wanda Payson. Old Mr. Lenoir waved upon seeing them. “Cherise!” “Grandpa!”
Cherise smiled sweetly and quickly pushed Damien into the living room. Old Mr. Lenoir smiled as he
watched here over. “What a nice girl!” Raymond nced at Cherise. “You chose her yourself. I do
not doubt that she’s a good person.” However, Wandaughed scornfully beside Raymond. “I heard
Damien flew into a rage this morning due to Cherise and kicked out an old servant!” “Damien had
always been mild-tempered, yet he behaved unreasonably so soon after marrying that girl. She must
be a bad influence…” Old Mr. Lenoir frowned and interrupted, “Damien is too withdrawn. It’s good that
he has someone who can make him angry.” Wanda furrowed her brow. She did not expect Old Mr.
Lenoir to go to such lengths to defend Cherise. “Good evening, Grandpa! Good evening, Uncle
Raymond!” Cherise greeted them whileing over, pushing Damien in his wheelchair. Then, she
poured Damien a ss of water and said, “The garden is big. I walked for a long time to get here!” Old
Mr. Lenoir looked at her and smiled. “Did Damien bully you?” Cherise shook her head. “No, he treats
me well.” Wanda sneered, “Of course, he treats you well. He kicked out an old servant this morning for
your sake.” Damien was a peculiar person. Wanda went to lengths to nt June in Damien’s vi to
spy for her. Unfortunately, June had only been there for less than two days before Damien kicked her
out because of Cherise. Cherise was confused. “Who was kicked out?” “Aunt Wanda, are you saying I
shouldn’t terminate the servant who humiliated my wife the day after the wedding?” Damien’s voice
was cold but firm. “Cherise is kind. She would not say anything even though someone bullied her. Are
you expecting me, her husband, to ignore such disrespect?”