Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 142

Chapter 142 You Have to Rely on Me

“Hubby!”

Having experienced helplessness and utter despair, Cherise could not help but relief upon being rescued by the man she loved the most.

She flung herself into his embrace. “Hubby, I knew you would save me!”

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Tristan spat with disgust while Blake pinned him to the floor. “What the heck? He didn’t even save you!”

“It’s this kid who dragged me off? Your blind husband couldn’t see anything I do to you!”

“Shut up!”

Blake slapped Tristan, causing his cheek to swell.

“My husband saved me!”

Cherise sniffled and glared at Tristan through her tears. “Although my husband cannot see anything, he’s still a hundred times stronger than you!”

Damien embraced Cherise and coaxed her. It took a while for her to calm down from Tristan’s assault.

“Blake, let him go,” Damien instructed emotionlessly after placing Cherise on the couch. NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

Blake frowned. “But he… I want to kill him!”

Tristan trembled at Blake’s determined words.

Damien smiled. “He’s my cousin. We can’t kill him, but you can give him a little beating.”

“Understood,” Blake replied and punched Tristan’s face.

Tristan regretted not bringing a bodyguard with him.

“I didn’t expect you to show up and cause trouble so early.”

Damien calmly pushed his wheelchair toward the dining room.

Cherise got up immediately to help him.

“Pfft!”

Tristan rolled his eyes when Blake released him. He rubbed his swollen cheek and sat on the couch. “You caused me trouble in the middle of the night. I was only returning the favor!”

He slept soundly at home last night when Shaw Group secured the orders. Randall had dragged him out of bed and scolded him the rest of the night.

Hatred filled Tristan’s eyes as he recalled what he had to endure.

He did not expect a blind shut-in to have such a broad reach.

The wheelchair stopped before the dining table.

Damien calmly ate breakfast and said, “Tristan, you’ve also started doing business. Don’t you know how to separate business from personal matters?”

“I snatched the business deal you wanted. But instead of resolving it professionally, you showed up at my house and harassed my wife.

“If words go out in public, everyone will laugh at you for the rest of your life.”

Tristan’s face turned pale.

Reputation was vital in doing business,

While rivalries were common in business, it was commonly understood not to attack. one’s personal life and family.

Otherwise, no one would want to do business with such a person anymore.

Moreover, everyone would even mock the person for being a sore loser.

The Lenoir family remained prominent in the business world for so long due to its good. reputation.

If Tristan’s reputation were ruined, he could never hope to inherit old Mr. Lenoir’s properties.

Tristan narrowed his eyes and glared at Damien. “If you dare to tell anyone, I’ll make you regret it!”

“You and I are the only heirs of the Lenoir family. You’re blind, so Grandpa will never pass the company to you. The Lenoir family has to depend on me in the future!”

“You should be nicer to me. When I take over Lenoir Group, you must depend on me for your living expenses!”

Tristan attempted to lure Damien to his side. “When I take over, I’ll be more generous than Grandpa and give you more pocket money!”

Damien laughed.

He had a deep and charming voice.

His laughter was pleasant to hear.