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 nced at the door. The floor is


    slippery. What if he identally 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 nket. 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 nket forcefully, hoping to cover the sound. A


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


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


    was sofortable 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 nket. Dressed in her sleepwear, Cherise


    pressed onto the nket 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 nket could get this tiring! Fortunately, the


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


    nket. 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 noments. 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’mughing 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 unttering 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 toplete the task. Damien ced 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 ifst night was smooth for them.” “I guess so. The


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


    really loud. Later, it seemed like she hid under the nket, 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 youngdy, who wore a pink apron, cheerfully put two cups of


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


    servants exchanged nces. 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


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


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


    comining about them beingte. 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 simr to what I usually prepare for my grandmother.” Then, she pushed the


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


    can have this first. I’ll make more.”Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDra/ma.O(r)g!