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.

almost seemed to belong

thirteen years since Maeve

had never celebrated his birthday within those thirteen years. Everyone else had the same

were still alive, she

when

it carefully in her arms. “Let’s

item in her arms through the corner of his eye. “Why did

his eyes. “The shop. owner said

not pry further.

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not coming to celebrate

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

“No, no.”

waved his hand. “I have something to do

car around

celebration failed and that guy began

send people to take my clinic

did not want to get involved

go now!”

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

breath and turned around. She trod carefully with the cake in her arms, worried that taking bigger steps would ruin

was deadly silent