My Blind Husband

Cherise scratched her head in confusion. “I asked her if she knew about what happened between you and me before. I also asked if she knew about my past, but she didn’t say anything.”

“She mentioned that I should ask you directly if I want to find out the truth.”

Cherise looked up at Damien earnestly, her wide eyes staring back at his. “Can you share details about my past with me?”

Damien furrowed his brows. “What specifically do you wish to know?”

“Many things.

Cherise pursed her lips, then she tilted her head and pondered for a moment. “Can you recount the story of our relationship?”

“I’ve lost my memory, and it’s a bit challenging for me to accept your claims that you are my husband upon arrival.”

“However, if you enlighten me about our past, it might make it easier for me to take it all in.”

Damien breathed deeply through his nose and rubbed his temple. After contemplating for a while, he nodded, realizing the validit of Cherise’s words.

Therefore, the man cleared his throat and began, “Actually, our initial meeting was quite straightforward.”

“You fell in love with me at first sight and pursued me fervently.”

‘Clang!’

When Damien mentioned that Cherise had pursued him fervently, Frances, who was cleaning, accidentally dropped her broom.

Mr. Hampson silently shot Frances a reproachful glance. “Why are you so careless?”

Frances’ face squirmed in embarrassment, then she swiftly retrieved the broom and hastily departed.

She desired to distance herself from the situation.

Otherwise, she feared she might burst into laughter and hinder Damien from continuing his story.

After Frances departed, Cherise pursed her lips in deep thought. Then, she gazed up at Damien, blinking her wide, clear eyes in succession. “Really?” Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

“I fell in love with you at first sight and pursued you fervently?”

Was I that proactive in the past?

Damien cleared his throat and nodded, “Yes.”

“At that time, I had no intention of pursuing a relationship, but you persisted, claiming you couldn’t live without me.”

The man spoke, locking eyes with Cherise. “You see, as your husband, I am quite compassionate; I couldn’t bear to see you resort to drastic measures for me.”

“So, I reluctantly agreed to marry you.”

“Subsequently, in the days following our marriage, your sincerity touched me, and I gradually fell in love with you.”

“Eventually, Soren and Serafina came into our lives, and we lived happily together as a family.”

Cherise blinked her black grape-like eyes. She continued gazing sincerely at Damien, seeming to believe in his every word. “Is that so?”

“Then it appears that I genuinely adored you in the past.”

After expressing this, she lowered her head somewhat sheepishly. “Since I was so persistent in my affection for you, I must have been devoted to you…”

“But now, I can’t recall anything. I’ve even forgotten all my emotions for you…”

She lifted her gaze to Damien. “Aren’t I terribly dreadful?”

Damien was taken aback and promptly shook his head. “No, not at all.”

“Amnesia is beyond your control.”

“You will recollect everything in due course,” he reassured with a gentle voice.

Cherise pursed her lips, seemingly lost in thought. Then, she smiled as she raised her head to say, “I watch Korean dramas where the male lead loses his memory, and the female lead recreates romanti moments they shared in the past to aid in memory recovery.”

She grinned at Damien. “Darling, do we have any unforgettable romantic moments together?”

“Should we reenact them? Perhaps that will trigger my memory!”

The chopsticks that were lifted up by Damien stopped in the middle of the air.

He fixed his eyes unto hers, his expression serious as he observed Cherise. “Do you genuinely wish to recall the past?”