Chapter 68
Marrying the Man in the Dark
Chapter 68 Why Are You Pretending
lan scoffed, âMr. Lenoir, you give off the impression that you have perfect eyesight.â
He could even feel Damienâs piercing gaze penetrating the black silk blindfold.
It made him extremely uncomfortable.
Damien, however, wore a faint smile. âSo, what do you suppose a blind person should be?â
âSubmissive, timid, and allows others to push their boundaries without retaliation?â
Ian hesitated for a moment but recalled something, and his eyes turned cold.
He let out a sarcastic laugh and walked slowly towards Damien. âHow did you know that I crossed my
boundaries on Cherise?â
Arenât you blind?
Slowly and steadily, Ian moved towards Damien. Yet, the man in the wheelchair remained calm as
usual, sitting unmovingly with a serene countenance and a hint of a smile. âIt seems you have put your
hand on someone elseâs wife, Mr. Philips.â
âAs a student of the prestigious Adania University and the youngest orthopedic surgeon Adania
Hospital, arenât you ashamed of yourself for committing such ignoble deeds?â
Ian arched an eyebrow. âI guess compared to someone like you, who forces an innocent lady into
marriage in exchange for money, my actions arenât exactly frowned upon.â
He stood before Damien, and while he thought Damien was distracted by his remark, he reached to
unveil the black silk blindfoldâ¦.
Damien remained expressionless. He graciously raised a hand and clamped onto lanâs wrist with his
long and slender fingers before Ian could reach him.
Intense pain shot through lanâs wrist, causing him to tremble.
His face grew pale, and the words that escaped his lips came out with a quavering voice, âLet⦠Let me
go!â
Damien put on a faint, enigmatic smile. âMr. Philips, you seem very interested in my eyes.â
Ian gritted his teeth and reached out with his other hand, desperate to free himself from Damienâs
mighty grip, but to no avail.
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Frustrated, he resorted to launching a hefty kick at Damien.
But Damienâs reflexes were swift as a deer, and in their brief scuffle, not only did lan not gain the upper
hand, but his wrist was subjected to greater pain.
In the end, when lan was on the brink of exhaustion, Damien released his grip and threw. him aside.
Ian collapsed to the ground, struggling to catch his breath.
His wrist was slammed against the metallic casing of one of the machines.
Squinting through the pain, he rubbed on his wrist with clenched jaws. âYou⦠Youâre not blind!â
âNah, I am blind.â
Ian was drenched in sweat, but contrary to his hectic demeanor, Damien remained. relaxed in his
wheelchair, as though nothing had happened.
He even gently tossed a tissue on the ground. âWipe yourself.â
Ianâs
gaze grew even colder. âWhy are you pretending to be blind?â
âAgain, I am blind.â
âIf you have any doubts, you may check my records, including all medical reports from the age of
thirteen to twenty-six.â
His unwavering confidence brought a frown to lanâs face. âAre you telling the truth?â
âIndeed.â
âThen⦠How did you know Cherise wasnât wearing shoes earlier?â
âIan?â
Suddenly, the door to the laundry room was opened, and Cherise stood in shock, finding an
incapacitated Ian on the ground.
Whatâs happening?!
âTan!â
Following closely behind Cherise, Lila shrieked and shoved Cherise aside, rushing into the
room.