Chapter 88 You Must Have Big Dreams.
“I… I can do it myself.”
But he repeated bossily, “Open your mouth.”,
She opened her mouth obediently.
He fed her one piece after another.
Cherise’s face flushed.
After finishing the steak, she boldly removed the black silk covering his eyes while he wasn’t paying attention.
Perhaps it was subconscious, but Cherise felt his eyes were exceptionally bright and good- looking tonight.
Damien wasn’t angry that she had taken off his blindfold either. He stroked her earlobe. “Are you full?”
“Mm.”
After that, Cherise’s body was lifted.
He carried her from the side with a warm and gentle embrace. Cherise lay in his arms. indolently, and the corners of her lips lifted with a happy smile.
She was already drowsy when he placed her on the bed.
But she still forcefully perked up to look at him. “Darling, your legs… Are they getting better after some exercise?”
The man undid the buttons of her evening gown with a faint smile. “When have I said that something is wrong with my legs?”
Cherise was startled. She thought about it carefully. No one had ever said something was wrong with his legs.
She saw that he was in a wheelchair, so….
Her sleepiness instantly vanished.
The delicate woman crawled up from bed and leaped on Damien. Her hands embraced his neck. “Honey, it’s great that your legs are fine!”
“Pili!”
Lucy spat a mouthful of coffee out.
“You’re saying Damien can see you when he’s anxious?”
“Are you kidding me?”
Cherise had an honest expression. “I’m not joking. I’m serious.”
“You must be muddled from your rage at Cressa and mixed up your dream with real life.”
Lucy waved her hands. “Damien has been blind for over a decade. If Damien showed symptoms where he can see when he’s anxious, he would have long been cured!”
“Also, who would be in a wheelchair for over a decade when their legs are fine?”
“Really…”
Cherise lowered her head slightly disappointedly.
When she recalled last night’s matters, they were hazy to her. She didn’t dare to confirm whether they were real.
“Alright, don’t think about it anymore.”
Lucy waved her hands when she saw Cherise feeling gloomy. “Let’s talk about something. happier.”
“Like what?”
“Cressa isn’t at school today.”
Lucy picked up her coffee and sipped it gently. “Last night, Cressa’s dad reportedly transferred Lyes Enterprise’s stocks overnight to someone named Shaw and then announced bankruptcy.”
“Everyone suspects he has a mistress outside. His wife, who has been through misfortune with him, has to stay with him through more hardships after he transferred his assets to his mistress!”
As Lucy spoke, she blinked at Cherise. “Tell me, you’re also a Shaw. Could Cressa’s dad have transferred his company to you?”
Cherise almost spat her coffee out. “How can that be?!”
“Why not?”
Lucy rolled her eyes. “What if Cressa’s dad gave you the company as a polite apology?”
Cherise laughed and doubled over on the table. “Don’t make me laugh, Lucy.”
“Although I would feel great if it’s true, it’s impossible.”
No matter what, Cressa’s family often appeared on television and owned a large company. How could her family be in disarray because Cherise fought with Cressa?
Lucy naturally knew it was impossible, but she still pursed her lips. “You must have big dreams: What if they come true?”
