Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 27 My Woman

“Yes, the usual.”

The waiter nodded and left.

The table was soon filled with various delicacies that Cherise had never seen.

Upon seeing the curious gaze in her eyes as she looked at the food, Damien said nonchalantly “Let’s eat.”

Cherise nodded. She picked up her utensils and started eating.

She hadn’t eaten lunch because of what had happened in the morning with Mary. Her stomach was rumbling with hunger after so many hours.

She suddenly thought of something when they were almost done with their meal. She looked up at Damien. “Where’s Blake?”

Didn’t he ask Blake to do something?Why don’t I see Blake at all?

Mr. Kolson, who was at the side, looked at the time. “He’s late. He’ll reach in a minute.”

Cherise acknowledged it and didn’t overthink it. She looked down and continued eating.

She knew Blake was arriving soon but never thought he wouldn’t be alone.

white sportswear slowly walked up the

long iron

was fastened tightly to

drooped on the ground weakly, and his pants were tattered from being dragged. His flesh was exposed, and it was dripping

cutlery in Cherise’s hands

rendered speechless from astonishment at

another set of utensils and gave it to her.

cutlery stiffly. She couldn’t move her eyes away from

“Traffic was bad.”

tugged on the iron chain viciously. The man behind him fell

clearly the face of the man that

though the air

“Nicky!”

“Cherry.”

on his head was bleeding, and blood flowed to his face. He looked at Cherise, and his voice was hoarse. “I’m sorry.

to let me

her teeth

a moment, she didn’t know if she should

had

Uncle Shaw’s biological nephew. Was she really going

isn’t the one you should beg.”

to hold his utensils. He calmly ate the celery before him.