My Blind Husband

Chapter 952 Fragmented Memories 

Cherise followed his gaze and looked up-

When she saw the man’s photo on the computer screen, countless fragments of memories that would’ve made anyone collapse from the shock rushed out of her mind!

She helplessly grabbed Damien’s sleeve, her knuckles turning white.

Although she couldn't inspect each of them closely, the fragmented memories in her mind caused a suffocating sadness in her heart to clench tightly.

“Cherise, since | can’t have you, no one else can have you.”

“If | can’t have you, | will destroy you. This is the lesson my mother taught me when | was young.” “If you don’t let me have you, you are forcing me to destroy you...”

The man’s crazy words echoed in Cherise’s mind word by word.

Damien could clearly feel the tension of the woman in his arms.

“Do you want me to continue?”

The man hugged her tightly, kissing her cheek tenderly. “The reason | didn’t want you to remember so early is because of... these reasons.”

“| still want to know.”

Cherise’s voice trembled slightly.

But her tone was still firm.

“Even if it’s unbearable and sad, it’s still my past.”

“| want to know.”

The determination in the woman’s voice made Damien shake his head helplessly.

He took a deep breath and continued, “This person is your middle school classmate. His name is Sebastian Weiss...” The next morning at ten o’clock.Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Wearing a plaid skirt with a uniform blouse, Cherise appeared on time at the entrance of the small auditorium behind the orphanage.

Mrs. Lydia was already waiting there.

She had to do a double-take when she saw Cherise in the plaid skirt and uniform blouse; she almost didn’t recognize her. After all, the last time she saw Cherise, she wore a very formal suit, exuding maturity and confidence in her eyes.

But now...

It almost felt like she was a completely different person.

With her hair tied up in a high ponytail and wearing a uniform, she looked just like a high school student.

Cherise’s new fashion choices not only fooled Mrs. Lydia, but even the onlookers by the side had no idea who she was.

A few wealthy ladies even started discussing next to Cherise. “I heard that Mrs. Lenoir from the Lenoir Group has been locked up at home since the incident never leaving the house!”

“Yes, but | heard she will come today... tsk tsk, really finding an excuse for efseth eoming dat Wren tite 6?pHahs at the orphanage are having an art performance. Does she think that being at a charity event will clear her name from mockery?”

“So naive; | really want to see how this woman, who earns money for her husband with her own body, will present herself!”

her eyebrows lightly and smile sweetly. The gossiping voices of the women arauyrid, tnade Chérige raise ‘ (P this is how she’s presenting herself!” she whispered to herself as she skipped happily.

One of the wealthy ladies turned around and saw a young Selle

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i ooent as a high school student. She couldn't help but snort, “What is this child doing here!”

“’m not a child; I’m Cherise.”

The woman smiled sweetly, her eyes clear as she looked at the group of wealthy women. “You’ve gossiping about me for so long. Don't tell me you don’t even know what | look like?”

“Isn't it beneath you to gossip?”

Cherise’s words had provoked the arrogant women.

Several women turned around, glaring fiercely at Cherise. “What did you say? You’re Cherise?” “Young girl, do you even know who Cherise is?”

One of the wealthy women walked over coldly, her eyes haughtily regarding Cherise and her outfit. “Let me enlighten you, this

woman called Cherise is