Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 83 Cake From Little Swan

He pressed his lips together and turned the car back. “I know a patisserie.”

The car made a few turns and eventually stopped at an alley in the older parts of the city.

Jacob pointed at an old sign saying ‘Little Swan Patisserie. “Go on. His sister used to buy him cakes from here.”

“Alright!”

Cherise nodded, slung her back over her shoulders, and dashed toward the shop.

Leaning back in his seat, Jacob wound the window down and lit a cigarette.

Through the smoke, he saw the white-shirt girl push open the old shop door.

It was as though she was opening Damien’s long-closed heart.

A smile of relief appeared on his face.

The butler’s right. Cherise is truly a cure for Damien.

The girl’s naivety and kindness almost seemed to belong in a fairy tale.

had been thirteen years since Maeve passed

his birthday within those thirteen years. Everyone else had the

one who thought that if Maeve were still alive, she would want.

when Cherise came

in her

through the corner of his eye. “Why

“The shop. owner said they didn’t have any ready to go and baked one immediately. That took a

not pry further. He drove back to the manor.

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coming to celebrate

at Jacob. He stayed in the driver’s seat, not intending to get

“No, no.”

his hand. “I have something to

turned the car around and quickly drove off.

birthday celebration failed and that guy began

people to take my

get involved in such

go now!”

the cake in her arms, Cherise watched Jacob’s car disappear and pursed her lips. “Is it that

took a deep breath and turned around. She trod carefully with the cake in her arms, worried that taking bigger steps would ruin

silent in the manor.

Frances and the butler would greet her warmly whenever she came home. The house would be