Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband novel Chapter 141

Chapter 141 Hubby, Save Me

Instead, it was the work of the cursed Damien.

“Argh! D*mn it!”

Tristan cursed furiously the moment he entered Lenoir Manor.

If not for Damien’s actions and the pressure from Randall, Tristan would never have wanted to step into Damien’s house.

However…

He noticed a delicious fragrance from the kitchen. The food smelled incredibly wonderful.

Cherise was putting a freshly baked pie on the table when Tristan entered.

Early morning sunlight shone on the golden pie crust. A fragrant aroma filled the air. Tristan had not eaten last night and could not stop his stomach from growling.

It was only six in the morning. The servants had not arrived for work in the manor. Thus, Cherise was alone in the spacious living room.

Therefore, she could hear the sound of Tristan’s stomach growling clearly.

Cherise glanced in the direction of the noise. Her happy smile disappeared instantly. “Why are you here?”

Tristan pushed aside his hunger and returned to his senses.

He glanced at Cherise with disdain. “What? Am I not welcome?”

Cherise was nineteen, but her face was still innocent and doll-like. On the other hand, her body had an alluring curvaceous body. Her curves were visible even though she wore. oversized loungewear and an apron.

Tristan had seen many women of every shape and size.

However, he could not deny that Cherise’s face and figure were among the ten most beautiful in his mind.

Her eyes were incredibly alluring. They looked pure and seemed to glow like crystals.

An abundance of morning light filtered through the clear glass windows, adding a nice glow to her cheeks.

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Tristan was so distracted by Cherise’s beauty that he forgot what happened when he attempted to rape her previously.

He gradually approached Cherise. “Look at you dressed like this in the early morning. Are you trying to seduce me?”

Cherise was confused.

What’s wrong with my clothes?

They are only plain loungewear and an apron.

Unfortunately, in reality, it did not matter what a woman wore. If a man had an undue desire for her, he would think the woman was seducing him even when she wore rags.