the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart-Chapter 932: You Can See Again?

This past month had been quite tormenting for Delphine. The moment she heard him speak, her large, grape-like eyes welled up with tears, ready to fall at any moment. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

Seeing this, the man quickly cupped her small face, gave her a kiss, and softly said, "No tears, you’ll not be pretty if you cry."

Delphine couldn’t help but burst into laughter, remembering how he used to trick Benjamin this way. Every time Benjamin cried, he’d scare her by saying she wouldn’t be pretty. At five years old, little girls become aware of their looks, so she would quickly hold back her tears, feeling wronged.

"I’m not five-year-old Benjamin," Delphine choked up. For the past month, she had been holding back so painfully, avoiding seeing him, fearing he wouldn’t want her to see him at his weakest and most helpless. He even accused her of being heartless. Needing pride and face is his issue, but now she has to take the blame.

"In my heart, you’re always the baby," the man smiled, his eyes curving up with a mature charm.

"Can you see now?" Delphine finally remembered to ask about his eyes, reaching out to touch them. Only by touching the real person did she start to feel the reality that he had truly returned.

"Yes, being blind would have embarrassed my lady, so I treated the eyes first. There are two more surgeries to go," he said nonchalantly. What would be a matter of life and death for others seemed like the most ordinary of things to him, akin to deciding what to have for dinner.

"Does it hurt a lot?" Delphine dared not touch him now, thinking about the two more surgeries he would need, she didn’t even dare to speak loudly.

The man lowered his eyes, the deep gaze resting on her, and softly said, "It hurts, but a kiss from you would make it better."

Delphine knew he was lying, but surgeries are no small ordeal involving a lot of pain. Overwhelmed with sympathy, her clear black and white eyes met his gaze. She covered his eyes with her hands, then slightly lifted herself, her heart racing as she gently kissed his thin lips, intending to kiss him like she would Benjamin and let go immediately.

The man knew she was shy, but with his eyes covered, the softness of her lips meeting his was magnified, and he could almost hear his own heartbeat.

Words are often inadequate; only closeness can soothe the restless emotions wanting to be released that flow through the blood.

Delphine was worried about pressing on his wound and dared not move.

They were supposed to be conversing, weren’t they?

After clinging to each other all day, Delphine finally realized she was awakened by hunger. They hadn’t eaten all day, no wonder the hunger was unbearable.

"I’m a bit hungry." She poked Ignatius Leclair, blinking her big eyes, speaking with a bit of innocence.

The man’s gaze fixed on her lips, now red from kissing. He had just been discharged and felt a bit weak, otherwise, it wouldn’t have stopped at just kissing.

"I’ll make dinner," Ignatius Leclair’s voice was low and hoarse as he touched her smooth little face, laughing softly.

"You just got discharged." Delphine tried to stand up but was held down by his long legs.

The man’s phoenix eyes were deep, and he leisurely said, "So now I can only make dinner. Be patient, my dear, after a while, once I recover, okay?"

It took Delphine several seconds to grasp the meaning behind his words, her ears turning red instantly as she glared at him. "You rascal."