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.”

“I had full marks in each subject, so I can guarantee that when I pierce it

into

against him

his teeth and wanted to struggle but realized that Cherise had tied his coat into a tight knot when he wasn’t

chance to struggle. He was helpless under Cherise’s hands.

“Cherry…”

case, I’m Damien’s cousin. If

down, please. Calm

know that I’m your

sneered. “Did you not think of how to explain things to your family when you were doing these things to me

complexion was deathly

think you can do whatever you want to me just

has no real power, and can’t do

at the shiny silver blade on his

sank

her mind. He was in his wheelchair as he looked

time she thought of his lonely

in the

girl took a deep breath and said solemnly, “I’m slightly foolish, and

myself as an excellent medical student.”

“I’ve learned what kind of force and technique I must use to cut

figure started

the malice

cyes.

been taking his clothes off innocently. He never imagined she would

evidently felt that she was

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

terrifying….Medical students with good results are

took a deep

also threatened and scared Tristan. How

were

could restrain Tristan, his

to threaten her into releasing Tristan.

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

Tristan would want to take revenge.

couldn’t ignore

Cherise pondered, she didn’t notice that the tip of the knife in her hands was hovering

was covered in a

thinking about how to stab the knife into

terrified that his

pampered and protected by Wanda and Raymond since he was born. He was already thirty years old but

pointed a knife at his heart, he was reduced to

‘Crash!‘

room’s door was suddenly kicked open.

and Mr. Hampson stood

was Damien in a wheelchair.

light from behind Damien.