My Blind Husband novel (Damien and Cherie) novel Chapter 480

Chapter 480 A Name To Remember

Cherise’s heart sank when she saw those two words. She chewed her lip and pondered for a long time before finally typing a reply.

I hope you can come.”

‘Uncle has returned and will attend my wedding.

I hope you can come and witness my marriage.

Cherise did not receive any replies. She was about to send another text when she finally

got one.

‘It’s none of my business if he has returned.

I’m not going.

I wish you happiness.

Cherise gripped her phone tightly with both hands. Her heart ached from those words. She didn’t know what she had done wrong.

Why would someone from the family treat me so coldly? It was the same at the Shaw’s village…

The memory of Sarah coldly ushering her away resurfaced in her mind. Cherise’s eyes started to burn and sting.

Why can’t things be whole on both ends? I just found my parents. Yet, Aunt Sarah and Uncle Elvis are distancing themselves from me… If I knew this would happen, I wouldn’t have looked for my biological parents!

Cherise’s eyes were bloodshot by the time she arrived at the manor.

Aaron was shouting on the phone with Peter Lenoir in the living room.

“I’ve said it before. The choice is up to my granddaughter!”

Cherise gritted her teeth and clenched her fists so tight she left crescent-shaped marks on her palms.

“Grandpa, I’m not going to change my name.” Cherise was content with the name she had. Her aunt and uncle had named her and recorded it in the Shaw family account. It was intertwined with Sky and Tay. This was the evidence of her past nineteen years.

Aaron didn’t expect Cherise to come back so quickly. He hurriedly hung up and looked at Cherise. “Cherry, I’m not being bossy. However, you’ve accepted our family. You should identify yourself as a daughter of the Tanner family. We can’t introduce you as Shaw to others.”

“Moreover, your mother isn’t even a Shaw.”

Cherise felt her blood freeze at his words. She took a deep breath and said, “Grandpa, I understand that as a conglomerate, the Tanners will have their own rules. But…”

She wasn’t ready to take on her role as the Tanner daughter. More importantly, she didn’t want to change her surname or name. It hadn’t even been a week since she met the Tanners. She couldn’t do it. She couldn’t erase what her aunt and uncle had done for her. They were irreplaceable, an undying presence.

“Grandpa, why trouble Cherry if she’s not willing to change her name?”

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