Chapter 6 I Donât Trust Your Taste
The atmosphere in the villa turned sullen. Damien glanced at the bottles of medicine on the table. His gaze turned cold as he said, âIt turns out my wife is concerned about me. Iâve wrongly accused her.â However, Cherise was not stupid. She keenly sensed the sarcasm in his tone and gaze. Damien turned to the butler and gestured to him indifferently. The butler hurried over and took the bottles of medicine away. Cherise felt guilty. âWhy did you get the butler to take them away? Donât⊠you want to take them?â He seems in a bad mood. Damien pursed his lips and smiled vaguely. âLetâs have lunch.â His voice was gruff and cold. Cherise sensed the surrounding air turn chilly. It looks like heâs angry. Cherise clasped her hands nervously. I brought him medicine on the second day of our marriage. Is it wrong? Did giving him the medicine so soon after our wedding make him think I detest him? Cherise suddenly recalled Lucyâs advice. âA disabled person has low self-esteem.â She could not resist grumbling about Lucy in her mind. Goodness, Lucy! You know a disabled person has low self-esteem. Why did you ask me to get those medicine? But Iâm partially at fault. I should have expected this. âEat up,â Damien said gruffly. Cherise grabbed a fork and began to eat. She felt nervous and tensed throughout the meal. Once she finished her food, the butler approached her and said, âMrs. Lenoir, Old Mr. Lenoir called and invited you and Mr. Lenoir to dinner tonight. The driver will pick you up after school, so please refrain from scheduling other activities.â âI understand.â Cherise smiled politely. âI donât have any plans tonight anyway.â Her eyes crinkled as she smiled, making her appear sincere and adorable. Anyone would think she was too innocent to have any schemes. After saying that, she grabbed her bag and waved at Damien. âIâm off to school!â Once she disappeared from the room, the butler stood behind Damien and said respectfully. âIâve sent the medicine to a lab for testing. The result will be ready soon.â He paused and could not resist adding, âI donât think Mrs. Lenoir is a calculative person.â Damien looked indifferently in the direction Cherise had left. âInvestigate the doctor who asked her out.â The butler pursed his lips and reminded, âThe driver said Mrs. Lenoirâs friend brought the medicine. I think her friend is more suspiciousâŠâ However, Damienâs domineering aura intimidated the butler into silence. Damien smiled vaguely, âI wish to investigate the man who asked my wife out. Do you have any problem with that?â âNo⊠No, sir!â ⊠Once the cla*ses were over, Cherise left the campus to find the driver waiting at the main gate. Moreover, a magnificent Rolls-Royce was parked nearby. Her heart sank. She rushed the driver and said urgently, âWe must leave now!â Cherise feared other students would see her getting into a luxury car and spread rumors. Unfortunately, what one feared tended to come true. Once she entered the car, she glanced through the window and saw her cla*smate, Cressa Lyes looking at her with a shocked expression. Oh noâŠÂ Cheriseâs heart sank. Cressa was the campusâ notorious gossiper. Any secrets she discovered would be spread all over the campus before the end of the day. âSit tight.â A gruff male voice sounded as Cherise pondered how to salvage the matter, prompting her to turn to him in shock. A man with a strip of black silk over his eyes was sitting in the seat behind her. She could feel the intimidating aura around him. Cherise exclaimed, âWhy are you here?â Didnât the butler say the driver would pick me up for dinner with Old Mr. Lenoir? âItâs on the way,â Damien replied succinctly as he leaned into the seat made of genuine leather. He appeared reluctant to speak. It seems he hasnât gotten over what happened at noonâŠÂ Cherise looked out the window gloomily. After the car traveled for a while, she noticed something was wrong. Why isnât this car heading to Old Mr. Lenoirâs house but to our home? She frowned. âWhy arenât we going to Grandpaâs place?â Damien answered disdainfully, âDo you want to meet him while dressed like this?â His words prompted Cherise to look at her clothes. She wore a pair of faded jeans from repeated wash and a white T-shirt with black writing âRude Fairies!â. OhâŠÂ My clothes arenât appropriate for meeting an elder. ButâŠÂ âHow do you know what Iâm wearing?â Isnât he blind? Damien snorted. âI donât trust your taste.â Cherise was rendered speechless. Even though she was mild-tempered, she could not help but feel displeased to be mocked repeatedly. Thus, she rolled her eyes at him. Then, remembering that he could not see her, she scowled at him. Once she had enough of venting her anger, she pursed her lips and looked out the window. âSince you made me go home to change my clothes, you should have stayed there. Why bother coming out?â He canât see. It must have been troublesome to leave the house repeatedly. Damien smirked. He turned to the driver and said indifferently, âMr. Kolson.â A divider immediately appeared between the front and back seats, creating two sealed-off spaces in the car. Damien moved gracefully as he offered Cherise a document. âHave a look at it.â Cherise was confused, but she flipped through the document nevertheless. It was a lab test report. The items tested were two bottles of unlabeled medicine. Unlabeled medicine? Arenât these the ones from Lucy? The ones I gave him this afternoon? Cherise was shocked that Damien tested the medicine she gave him. On further thought, she realized he was right to get them tested. After all, he had a weak constitution and could not simply take any medication. It would be troublesome if they triggered his allergy. Rich people are so thoughtful! With that in mind, she skipped the rest of the report and read the conclusion. âHuhâŠâ Cherise was stumped as she read the test result. âOur tests identified the samples as drugs to treat the male reproductive system, specifically impotence, premature ejaculation, and other conditions.â Cherise was rendered speechless. Whatâs going on? Her hands shook, and the document fell onto the carpet with a loud splat. Damienâs tone carried a hint of threat. âMy wife thinks Iâm lacking in that department.â âNo⊠I didnât⊠IâŠâ Cherise was so flustered that she kept stuttering. When Lucy gave her the medicine, she said they were for his eyes. Cherise and Lucy were close, so Cherise never expected Lucy to trick her. If she had known the medicineâs actual usage, she would never have accepted them. Damien suddenly reached out and grabbed her, lifting her onto his lap. He had an intimidating yet seductive aura. Cherise hated herself for blushing. âIâŠâ âSeems like my wife is dissatisfied with our wedding night.â He held Cheriseâs chin with his big hand and slowly parted his lips. âSo, she went to the hospital on the second day of our marriage and got me those medicines. How kind of her.â A strip of black ribbon covered his eyes, making him appear sensual and flirtatious. Cherise instinctively avoided Damienâs gaze as he held her chin. âI⊠I didnât know the medicines were for that purpose!â âI thought they were forâŠâ âMmnâŠâ