My Blind Husband

Chapter 1030 Proceed as Planned 

“He told me he expected you to be upset and berate him at most,” Damien explained calmly. “But if he hadn’t informed me and something happened to you he’d face more than just my wrath.”

Cherise fell silent, begrudgingly acknowledging what Damien had said. “And what about dad?”NôvelDrama.Org exclusive content.

“He was meant to arrive today,” Damien replied, gently embracing her. “It wasn’t easy to deal with him. either. | only informed him about your amnesia yesterday, and he rushed over today.”

Cherise pressed her lips together. “Sadly...” It was unfortunate that she couldn’t recall her dad at all now. Even if she couldn’t remember him, she could sense how much her dad cherished her, judging from Beckham's protective stance while ‘confronting Sebastian.

“Don't worry,” Damien reassured her, wrapping his arms around her. “I’m sure Father won't hold it against you.” Cherise stayed quiet, resting against his chest with pursed lips, feeling a subtle unease in her heart.

Before long, the car pulled up to Lenoir Manor. Inside, Frances busied herself with packing Cherise and Damien’s belongings, stuffing three or four oversized suitcases to the brim. “I specifically told you not to pack Mrs. Lenoir’s silk dresses!”

“Mrs. Lenoir is headed to the countryside. Silk won't fare well there!” Frances chided the servants beside her as she crouched on the floor, pulling clothes from the stuffed suitcases. “This won't do either! It’s already autumn, and these clothes are too thin. The countryside is chillier, so they need thicker garments. Put away the thin ones! And this...”

Cherise interrupted Frances as she entered the house catching the woman reprimanding the young servants. “Frances.” Cherise wrinkled her brow, approaching to inspect the suitcases. “What's all this?”

“These are your packed suitcases!” Frances quickly stood up upon Cherise’s return, offering a smile. “Mrs. Lenoir, have you forgotten? You were supposed to go to Shawbury today. Mr. Lenoir planned it yesterday.”

Cherise paused, contemplating. “Do we... really have to go?” She had intended to revisit Shawbury to reclaim her memories, especially those involving lan from their high school days since he was the only person she remembered. However, with lan back in the mental hospital, her urge to return had diminished.

Frances hesitated, “But Mr. Lenoir mentioned everything will proceed according to plan...”