Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Chapter 83 Cake From Little Swan

He pressed his lips together and turned the car back. “I know a patisserie.”

The car made a few turns and eventually stopped at an alley in the older parts of the city.

Jacob pointed at an old sign saying ‘Little Swan Patisserie. “Go on. His sister used to buy him cakes from here.”

“Alright!”

Cherise nodded, slung her back over her shoulders, and dashed toward the shop.

Leaning back in his seat, Jacob wound the window down and lit a cigarette.

Through the smoke, he saw the white-shirt girl push open the old shop door.

It was as though she was opening Damien’s long-closed heart.

A smile of relief appeared on his face.

The butler’s right. Cherise is truly a cure for Damien.

girl’s naivety and kindness almost seemed to belong

thirteen years since Maeve passed

those thirteen years. Everyone else had the same mind that his birthday was a

that if Maeve were still alive, she would want. Damien to have a joyful

his third cigarette when Cherise came back with the

carefully in her arms. “Let’s

at the item in her arms through the corner of his eye.

“The shop. owner said they didn’t have any ready to go and baked one

he did not pry further. He drove back to the

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not coming to

her head and looked at Jacob. He stayed in the driver’s seat, not intending to get

“No, no.”

his hand. “I have something

around and quickly drove

failed and that guy began

to take my

to get involved in such

go now!”

her arms, Cherise watched Jacob’s car disappear and pursed her lips. “Is it that urgent

breath and turned around. She trod carefully with the cake in

was deadly silent in