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.

naivety and kindness almost seemed to belong in a fairy

had been thirteen years since Maeve passed

his birthday within those thirteen years. Everyone else had the same

only one who thought that if Maeve were still alive, she would want.

smoking his third cigarette when Cherise came back with the

carefully in her

through the corner of his

owner said they didn’t have any

pry further. He drove back to

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you not coming to

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

“No, no.”

his hand. “I have something to

turned the car around and quickly

birthday celebration failed and

people to take my clinic

did not want to get

go now!”

the cake in her arms, Cherise watched Jacob’s car disappear and pursed her lips.

took a deep breath and turned around. She trod carefully with the cake in her arms, worried that

silent