Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Chatper 833

Serafina twirled her braids, her voice bubbling with excitement, “Look at my beautiful

braids, Mommy!” She giggled, swinging her hair. “Grandpa said he never braided your hair

when you were little. Do you think he could do it now? He’s really good at braids!”

Cherise’s eyes widened. She glanced at Serafina, then met Beckham’s gaze, a hesitant

smile tugging at her lips. After a moment, a warm feeling spread through her. “Sure, why

not?” Turning to her father, she added, “It’s been ages since anyone touched my hair. If

you’re up for it, I’m game!” Beckham practically beamed, his hands buzzing with nervous

energy. “Of course I am! Let’s do it!” Cherise chuckled. “Alright, let’s see what you can do.

Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt

You’ve never braided my hair before.” Suddenly, Soren popped up, holding out a comb. He

warned Beckham, “Hey, Grandpa. Sera and I only have one Mommy, so don’t mess it up

too badly. Otherwise, we might have to find a new one!” “Uh-huh! Mommy needs a beauty

makeover just like

Books Chapters Are Daily Updated Join & Stay Updated for All Books Updates…

Sera!” Serafina chirped, nodding. Cherise chuckled, shaking her head at the two

chatterboxes. “You two wouldn’t stop talking for a second, would you?” Though she

teased, her voice dripped with love and appreciation. She understood their attempt to

lighten the mood. Right! Why cry on a day like this? With a smile, she let Serafina pull her

down to the floor. Watching from the sofa, Beckham reached over and gently removed the

band from Cherise’s high ponytail. Her dark hair cascaded down like a silky waterfall.

“Beautiful hair, just like your mom’s,” he murmured, running a comb through it. Cherise

raised an eyebrow. “You used to comb Mom’s hair?” Beckham chuckled, a hint of nostalgia

in his eyes. “Oh, yeah. She wouldn’t leave me alone until I learned.” He reminisced that

Cherise, adopted into their family as a young girl, had long, unruly hair that she hated

managing. So, Beckham, ever the patient one, learned how to comb it for her. Beckham

chuckled, remembering a mischievous glint in Cherise’s mom’s eyes. “Yeah, your mom

wasn’t one to let me get away with slacking. If I forgot to comb her hair, bam! Surprise

Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm

doodle in my homework!” Cherise’s eyes widened. “No way! Mom actually drew in your

school stuff?” (Image) (Image) The kitchen counter buzzed with the sudden vibration of

Damien’s phone. He frowned, glancing at the screen before answering. “Yeah, Charles?”

Charles’ voice crackled through the receiver, “Just got the lowdown on Tristan. It turns out

he snuck back into Adania today. My sources even snagged a copy of the sneaky email he

sent to the company after landing. Do you think it’s time we put him under close watch?”

Updated at Drąmanovеls.cоm (Image) “Hands full with what? Didn’t you tie up all the

loose ends at the office?” Charles scoffed. Damien chuckled, a hint of warmth creeping

into his voice. “Work’s all sorted; I’m just dealing with some… family matters now.”

The will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!