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.”

cold. “I had full marks in each subject, so I can

broke into a

a knife pressed against him like

his teeth and wanted to struggle but realized that Cherise had tied his coat into a tight

the chance to struggle. He was

“Cherry…”

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

please. Calm

that

think of how to explain things to your

deathly pale.

you can do whatever you want to me just because Damien is dispensable in the Lenoir

real power,

on his chest and could

sank

her mind. He was in his wheelchair as he looked

she thought of his

protect Damien in

foolish, and I don’t come from

I regard myself as an

what kind of force and

figure started trembling,

he saw the malice

cyes.

He never imagined she would look at him with such

evidently felt that she

if he ever infuriated Damien again in the

with good

took a deep

had said what she needed to. She had also threatened and scared Tristan.

were

restrain Tristan, his subordinates were still detaining

use Lucy to threaten her into releasing Tristan.

she and Lucy would be two unarmed

Tristan would want

couldn’t ignore Lucy…

tip of the knife in her hands was hovering

was covered in a cold sweat.

doing? Is she thinking about how to

terrified that his legs

and protected by Wanda and Raymond since he was born. He was already

a knife at his heart, he

‘Crash!‘

was suddenly kicked

and Mr. Hampson stood outside.

was Damien in a

sun cast its light from behind Damien. It made him