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.”

so I can guarantee that

into a cold sweat!

had a knife pressed against him like that in

struggle but realized that Cherise had tied his coat into a tight knot when he wasn’t paying

the chance to struggle. He was helpless

“Cherry…”

plead. “In any case, I’m Damien’s cousin. If you lay a finger on me, how

down, please.

you know that I’m

not think of how to explain things to your family when you were doing these things to me

deathly pale.

think you can do whatever you want to me just

real power, and can’t

at the shiny silver blade on his chest

heart sank violently.

appeared in her mind. He was in his wheelchair as he looked up

she thought of his

Damien in the

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

I regard myself as an excellent medical

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

figure started trembling,

the malice in Cherise’s

cyes.

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

evidently felt that

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

with good

a

needed to. She had also threatened and scared

were

could restrain Tristan, his subordinates were still detaining

Lucy to threaten her into releasing

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

want to take revenge.

she couldn’t

of the knife in her hands was hovering near Tristan’s chest.

covered in

how to stab the knife into my

terrified that his legs started

had been pampered and protected by Wanda and Raymond since he was born. He was already thirty

his heart, he was reduced to tears.

‘Crash!‘

door was

Mr. Hampson stood outside.

Damien

sun cast its light from behind Damien. It made him