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.

and kindness almost seemed

years since Maeve passed

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

thought that if Maeve were

third cigarette when Cherise came

carefully in her arms.

at the item in her arms through the corner of his eye. “Why did it take so

on her forehead, she smiled and avoided his eyes. “The shop. owner said they didn’t have any ready

was doubtful, but he did not pry further. He drove back to

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you not coming to celebrate

and looked at Jacob. He stayed in the driver’s

“No, no.”

hand. “I have something to

the car around

celebration failed and that guy began

will send people to

not want to get involved in

go now!”

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

with the cake in her arms, worried that taking bigger steps would ruin

was deadly silent