Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 13 I’ll Protect Damien in The Future

“That’s the principle.”

Tristan forcefully restrained himself from mocking Cherise. “If you can obediently come here, take off my clothes, and initiate a kiss with me, perhaps I’ll really lose interest in you.”

A sly expression flickered across Cherise’s face.

But she nodded sincerely. “Alright. I’ll do as you say.”

Tristan couldn’t hold back. He smiled and waved at the men in black restraining her. “Let her go. Let go!”

I want to see how dumb this country bumpkin is!

The people in black let Cherise go after hearing it.

“You’re not going to play any tricks, are you?”

Tristan said with a smile when he saw Cherise lean over.

“There are three of you here. I can’t escape even if I play any tricks.”

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Cherise smiled sincerely as she walked to his side. “We’ve made a deal that I’ll remove your clothes and kiss you.”

“You can’t touch me.”

Tristan pulled her hand. “Kiss me down there, not up here.”

Cherise restrained her nausea and pulled her hand away. She slowly unbuttoned his shirt.

One button. Two buttons.

The girl’s serious side profile was making Tristan burn up.

But he wanted to see Cherise throw herself at him, so he could only forcefully restrain himself.

But she was too slow.

Every time she undid one button, she carefully straightened out the creases on his shirt.

Tristan was impatient.

He wanted to prompt Cherise to hurry up, but he suddenly felt something cold and hard at his heart.

He looked down, and a trace of panic instantly flickered across his eyes.

Because at that moment, Cherise was holding a mini switchblade and pressing it against his chest.

“Let me introduce myself. I’m a medical student majoring in cardiology.”

was slightly cold. “I had full marks in each subject, so I can guarantee that when I

broke into a cold

had never had a knife pressed against him

that Cherise had tied his coat into a tight knot

the chance to struggle. He

“Cherry…”

smile and started to plead. “In any case, I’m Damien’s cousin. If you lay a finger on me, how would you explain

please.

know that I’m

think of how to explain things to your family when you were doing these things to me just now?”

deathly pale.

want to me just because Damien

no real power, and can’t

shiny silver blade on his chest

heart sank

his wheelchair as he looked up at the moon and said

thought of his

Damien in

solemnly, “I’m slightly foolish, and

regard myself as an

the blade in her hands fiercely. “I’ve learned what kind of force and technique

started

the malice in

cyes.

off innocently. He never imagined she would look at him with such a

felt that she

thought if he ever infuriated Damien again in the future, she would track him down and plunge the knife straight

with good results

a deep breath.

to. She had also threatened

were

could restrain Tristan, his subordinates were

Lucy to threaten her into

she released Tristan for Lucy, she and Lucy would be two unarmed and defenseless girls. They would be no match for Tristan and his

want to take revenge.

couldn’t ignore Lucy…

that the tip of the knife in her hands was hovering near

in

she thinking about how to stab

so terrified that his legs started trembling.

by Wanda and Raymond since he was born. He

pointed a knife at his heart, he was reduced

‘Crash!‘

was suddenly kicked open.

and Mr. Hampson stood

Damien in a wheelchair.

behind Damien. It made