Chapter 4 You're Going to Be Late

• The man's frosty tone turned the atmosphere in the dining room cold.
• 'Thump.' June kneeled on the floor.
• The edges of her eyes were red. "I… I shouldn't have said that to Mrs. Lenoir."
• Damien's usual gentle demeanor did not mean he would never get displeased. No one could bear it if he were enraged.
• "But I didn't mean any harm, Mr. Lenoir! I thought Mrs. Lenoir might feel tired if she prepares breakfast herself…"
• Damien smiled and glanced at June. "So, that's how you justify reducing a newlywed wife's effort to prepare breakfast for her husband?"
• Silence enveloped the room.
• Damien's words shocked June and Frances. Even Cherise watched with her eyes wide open.
• Is Damien defending me now?!
• June was trembling.
• "No, I didn't mean… We didn't throw away the food Mrs. Lenoir made. Frances and I ate it."
• The smile on his face grew colder. "It seems like you're the owner of the house, not me."
• 'Thump!' Frances kneeled immediately.
• June crawled to Cherise.
• "Mrs. Lenoir, please forgive me. I genuinely thought that since you just came here, you might feel that we are not serving you properly. That's why I didn't want to let you cook..."
• June was old enough to be Cherise's mother.
• Cherise could not just watch when June was begging her that pitifully.
• She pressed her lips together and spoke up stiffly.
• "Hu… Hubby, June was doing it for my sake… If you want to eat, I'll just make…"
• She turned toward the kitchen.
• As she passed by Damien, he pulled her hand, and she fell into his lap.
• The distinctive minty scent on him was masculine. Cherise's face turned red immediately.
• He placed a hand on her thin waist. "What did you call me just now?"
• Her face turned even redder. "… Hubby."
• "What did you prepare for your hubby?"
• "Grilled cheese sandwiches, some chocolate drink, hashbrowns, and some…"
• Observing her reddened face, he smiled and pecked her forehead. "Cook some for me tomorrow, alright?"
• She bit her lip. "Tomorrow's breakfast…"
• He placed her back on the floor. "Have a few bites. You're going to be late."
• She returned to her senses and looked at the clock.
• It's almost eight!
• Her class would start at half past eight.
• She shoveled some food into her mouth and rushed upstairs for a change of clothes and her bag.
• When she returned downstairs, June was nowhere to be seen while Frances was still kneeling in her spot.
• The man with the black cloth around his eyes was calmly sipping on some milk.
• He must have heard her when she came down. "I've arranged for the driver to pick you up. Don't stay back for too long."
• Her face was still crimson. "Thank you."
• …
• "Mr. Lenoir, I've told June everything you told me to. She should be reporting to them just as what I have said."
• Frances said it slowly after Cherise had left.
• "You can get up now."
• Damien shifted to make himself more comfortable and leaned back in the wheelchair.
• "There's something I don't quite understand. Both you and June came here on the old man's arrangement. Jean accepted my uncle's offer. Why didn't you?"
• Her face turned white. 'Thump.' She fell onto the floor again.
• "It's because you have another task, isn't it?"
• He wiped his mouth with a napkin gracefully.
• "I won't do anything to you for now. Since Old Mr. Lenoir instructed you to watch me, you should report exactly what you had seen to him. I was livid and got rid of June to protect Cherise."
• Frances understood. "You don't need to worry, Mr. Lenoir!"
• …
• "Thank you, Mr. Kolson!"
• Carrying her bag, Cherise opened the car door a couple of streets away from Adania University and sprinted in its direction.
• A breath of youthfulness was radiating from the sunrays shining on her ponytail.
• When she disappeared from view, the driver made a call.
• "Mr. Lenoir, Mrs. Lenoir stopped the car two streets away from the university."
• The man's voice was low. "What did she say?"
• "She said that the car was too luxurious. She doesn't want anyone to know she's married to a rich man."
• "I see. Do as she says."
• …
• Cherise stepped into the classroom a few minutes before class started, huffing.
• Lucy stared at her, flabbergasted. "You're here for class?!"
• Cherise wiped the sweat off her forehead. "Thankfully, I'm on time!"
• She was still wearing the usual white shirt and faded pair of jeans. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail, and no trace of makeup was found on her face.
• There was not a single sign showing that she was married.
• Cherise took out a textbook and notes from her bag. "Our lecture might probably finish the theorem from the last class, right?"
• Lucy's expression was as though she had seen a ghost.
• If I'm not mistaken, Cherise's hot, blind husband is already twenty-six.
• A twenty-six-year-old who had never touched a woman should be an insatiable beast when he marries!
• Yet, there was no mark on Cherise's neck.
• Her voice seemed fine.
• She was not in great pain to the point that walking was impossible.
• She was even arranging her notes calmly before class.
• Lucy's heart was all over the place.
• Can it be that Cherise's husband is not only blind, but his physical condition is not good as well? Even if the woman is leading?
• Then what about Cherise's sex life?
• Lucy's heart ached. She could not leave Cherise alone in such dire conditions.
• Anxious, she messaged her cousin specializing in andrology. 'Is there any medicine for men who can't do it?'
• He replied in no time. 'What is the situation? Is the duration short? Is it short? Or he can't even get hard?'
• Lucy peeked at Cherise.
• She was taking down notes, engrossed in the lecture.
• It's fine. She won't even tell me anyway.
• Lucy replied, 'All of it. I'll head over after class to pick up the medicine.'
• Cherry, this is the best that I can do to help you.
• …
• When class ended, Lucy complained that her stomach was aching. She begged Cherise to accompany her to her cousin's hospital.
• Seeing that Lucy was very uncomfortable, Cherise agreed, thinking she had nothing else to do anyway.
• They went to the andrology department. For some reason, Lucy began chatting about trivial family matters with her cousin.
• Thinking it was inappropriate for her to hear, Cherise sat on the hallway bench reading her novel.
• She was engrossed in a novel that was still being uploaded. The CEO male lead and the female lead had been at each other's throats for years, but they finally tied the knot.
• "Cherise?"
• She was reading the part where the couple was about to spend their first night together. A man's voice suddenly broke her concentration.
• Cherise was already nervous reading such a scene in public. When she suddenly heard her name, her hand loosened its grip.
• 'Thud!' Her phone landed on the floor.
• A large hand-picked it up and handed it to her.
• "Thank…"
• Blushing, she raised her head but froze when the man's face came into view.
• Ian Philips.
• The stunning man in a white coat was her longtime crush in high school, Ian.
• 'Thud!' The phone fell to the floor again.