Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Chapter 826 The Zachary Then And Now

Zachary’s words hung in the air as the rumble of a car pierced the villa’s silence. He turned to the

window, watching Cherise wrestle a reluctant Lyra through the gate. Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Damien chuckled, “Look, our firecracker Cherry has come to interrogate us.”

Zachary chuckled, his laughter carrying a touch of irony. “Crazy, right? Once upon a time, she was my

world; Lyra was just the shadow in the corner. I never thought I’d be talking about her with you like this,

let alone with a smile. But here we are.”

In the past, he never entertained advances from any other woman. His eyes and heart were exclusively

for Cherise. Hence, Lyra, the silent guardian angel who consistently appeared whenever he needed

help and support, became a mere afterthought.

It became a never-ending cycle of rescue and retreat, where she would inexplicably go MIA again after

weathering through the storm with him.

But Zachary was a changed man now, seeing things differently.

A recent accident had flipped the script. It had shown him the power of care, the warmth of being

looked after. It was Lyra, the girl he barely noticed, who’d picked up the pieces and shown him what

true love and care felt like.

Turning to Damien with a composed expression, he asked, “How should we explain this to them?”

Rubbing his throbbing forehead, Damien responded, “Just tell them the truth.”

Concerning Raymond’s escape, Damien and Zachary believed the fewer people who knew, the better.

Damien hadn’t mentioned a word to Cherise, fearing she would worry. But if hiding it affected the

relationship between newlyweds Lyra and Zachary, it might be better to come clean.

After all, even if they kept it hidden, it would only be a matter of time.

While Damien and Zachary conversed, Cherise dragged Lyra upstairs, questioning, “Hey! What’s going

on with you, Zac?”

Confronted with Lyra’s timidity, Cherise, usually lovely and charming, morphed into a fiery and

argumentative woman.

She guided Lyra upstairs and sat on the sofa across from Zachary, saying, “Lyra spilled everything to

me. I think she has a point. If you genuinely don’t want to be with her, then divorce is the way to go.”

Feeling amused and helpless, Zachary retorted, “Who says I don’t?!”

As he spoke, his gaze helplessly shifted towards Lyra. But the latter, who had secretly had a crush on

him for years, couldn’t meet his gaze. She just looked down with cheeks burning.

Cherise, watching the awkward silence unfold, pursed her lips.

Blessedly oblivious to the agony of unrequited love, Cherise couldn’t understand Lyra’s nervous flutter

around Zachary. The girl couldn’t even make eye contact! All that admiration, all that lack of

confidence… crazy!

Lyra had no confidence, while Cherise had tons. So, taking a deep breath, Cherise faced Zachary.

“Lyra says you barely slept on your wedding night. All alone in the study, sighing… Listen, she’s got

insecurity issues. She watched you from afar for years, never daring to dream of being with you. Now,

being your wife, seeing you sigh all night, she probably thinks you’re having second thoughts about

marrying her.”

Cherise’s lips firmed. “So, care to explain why the night-long sigh, Mr. Groom? Shouldn’t you be busy

with your new wife?”

Zachary’s eyes darted to Damien, silently begging for backup.

Damien, catching his drift, flashed a small smile. He stood, walked over, and gave Cherise a quick hug.

“Hey, sorry to butt in, but this mess is kinda my fault.”

Lyra and Cherise blinked. The former blurted out, “What do you mean?”

Damien took a deep breath and said to his wife, “Everything. See, after you hit the hay last night, Mr.

Kolson called. Turns out Raymond’s on the loose again.”